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Sunday, September 03, 2006

My Summer of Job (as in Job in the Bible)


There was a time when all was well in my rose colored world ... then I had children ... reality smacked me in the face and I woke up! My worst nightmare happened about nine summers ago. To me it was of JOB porportions. As my name changed from Mrs. Mac to JOBETTE, friends were spouting, "God won't give you more than you can handle." I wished they would take their words back ... I had heard this line too often. Their intentions were good, but they hadn't walked in my shoes. To begin with, my days were long 24/7 shifts taking care of a very ill baby that had already had six surgeries his first year of life. Then the anticipated first day of summer arrived (with a bang). My older children that had been previously home schooled (until said baby's birth) had just finished up their first year of private school. Here's a rundown of how the summer degressed:
Day 1: Oldest boy gets hit in the left eye with a water baloon and goes blind,
Day 2: Youngest son (infant) gets hospitalized for a week with intestinal problems (this means I must stay in the hospital with him (sixty miles from home).
Day 2: Oldest son must spend one week in bed at a 45 degree incline, only able to get up to use the potty (did I mention he was 15 with lots of energy and had raging hormones?)
Day 3: DH picks up a nasty flu virus while visiting baby in the hospital and freely shares it with the other children at home.
Day 5: My mom arrives to take care of my sick children at home.
Day 6: Oldest daughter sick with flu passes out on bathroom floor with door locked ... ends up in the hospital, same week she begins her first menstral period ... I was at another hospital with sick baby (poor DH and Mom).
Day 8: Dog has cancerous tumor in eye "POP" and vet removes eye.
Day 9: Gang wars break out and DH is called to work for two weeks (away from home).
Day 10: Oldest son must undergo daily checkups at eye doctor for a week.
Day 11-30: Just a blurr, but I had to put dog down.
Day 31: I woke up at 2:30 AM with symptoms of a heart attack. DH calls 911 and within four minutes, five paramedics are standing around my bed. (My only thought was how glad I was to have stayed up until midnight cleaning the house.) They ask, "Have you been under stress lately ... your vitals look normal now." "Uh, just a bit" ... seems my heart attack was really a panic attack having same symptoms.

I have made it a point to never ever tell someone that "God won't give you more than you can handle" ... I believe this to be true but someone going through a rough time doesn't always appreciate hearing that message over and over from well meaning people. Yes, we did survive. Oldest son regained his vision ... and the baby eventually got better, and I learned a lesson about fastideously cleaning the house: When your world is falling apart around you, it's OK to let the dusting and vacuuming go... hire a housekeeper! And have everyone in your circle of friends pray for you. Only with God's strength did we pull through this ordeal.

5 comments:

Tonya said...

What an ordeal it was...It had to of been God that helped you get through all of this... What amazment at the power of what God can help us through.... I tell myself that God will only give me what I can handle, but I would have to agree, I hate to hear it from someone else, especially when they do not know what I am going through.Sick babies are the worst.

Maggie Ann said...

Its good to know that the Lord brought you through all these stressful trials (& heartaches I'm sure), and you came forth as gold (like Job) at the end of all this with your faith intact and refined in the process. I admire you and sympathize at the same time!

T Texas Red said...

I have to say that I don't believe a lot of things that happen in our lives dome from the hands of God. I do believe that He is faithful to see us through Everything that does come into our lives. He turns what the enemy means for evil into something good. Thank God for His "ever present help in trouble"!!!
I agree wholeheartedly that we shouldn't tell people that "God won't put on you more than you can stand" we certainly forget the rest of that scripture that they are quoting from... it says " with every temptation He will make a way of escape" ... oh well... that leads to a whole other sermon..:)
I thank God for His help .... He saw you through!!!!I rejoice with you for that.

gramma_s said...

I just talked to a young girl the other day about cleaning my house. Does that say anything? :-)
I agree about the comment God will only give you what you can handle. As Christians we all know that without being told. Maybe we had better say "I know you are going through a hard time right now, and I'm praying for you, is there anything else I can do to help?" We need understanding, not pity or a mini sermon. I guess I'd betteer quit my mini sermon :-)

Northeast Iowa Mom said...

Oh honey, I remember that summer.

:hugs: