For His Glory

Happy Sunday everyone!

Let’s go to church!

Psalm 122:1  I was glad when they said unto me, Let us go into the house of the Lord.

I’ll keep this one short and simple, I just wanted to update everyone. At this moment, I’m not going to call it being obedient to Jesus, because a part of me just wanted to write and update, —

Still no victory to the enemy

Hahaha!

I always pray and ask Jesus to have his way in these blogs, however I myself wanted to write last night and this morning too, but no pun intended, I’m a Jesus freak, so you know there’s going to be a message or something from him in here. —

I’m a little over 36 hours post operation.

My first night was a little rough, and yesterday I struggled. My throat felt a little scratchy and filled with phlegm where they had me intubated during surgery. I felt like my body just needed rest. For those of you that know me, knows, I go constantly. Even when I can rest, I don’t, & quite frankly, I should have made myself rest, I just couldn’t. I blame my inability to rest on the big bandage on my head as part of the reason and the other part was just me being stubborn. Thankfully about 7:30PM, I was able to remove the bandage that was wrapped around my head and relieve the pressure.

&, Danny brought my pea pie, Eli to me at Moms house. — squishy munchkin love.

I was so happy to see them both, as they both appeared to be happy to see me too.

With Eli saying, “You’re the best mommy ever”; and Danny voicing his concerns about me over taking my pain meds, I felt happy, just in pain. I will admit, I fully understand Danny’s concerns about me getting back on medication. I was a hell raiser, and hellcat for so many years, warring with him in his own home with multiple men, and I down right disgraced his name. I didn’t deserve to make it out of that life alone, much less my marriage be spared. But all things come to those who wait. —

Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord.” – Psalm 27:14

After removing the bandage from my head, I spent the remainder of the evening at my big sister’s house, where I will be staying probably until after the 4th of July, on a bonus note, Eli is now with me.

There’s something about having him near to me that keeps me in peace, even if I did feel on guard about my left ear, maybe that was just normal with the trauma. He done so good, giving me multiple momma / baby sugars, and asking me mommy do you love me, how much do you love me.

His little personality lights up my room. He loves Jesus. My baby longs for Jesus. He wants to know about him and experience him. One of his favorite movies is the Passion of the Christ, and I have a feeling that he will be a cross collector like me. Hence, he got me in the bible store about a week ago, and hand picked out his first one (normally it’s toys, but that day, it was look; Mommy, there’s a cross, it has Jesus on it, can I have it?) I was not about to tell him no. It’s my heart’s desire to see him grow in all manner the way Jesus would have him to grow, and to be used of the Kingdom at whatever age Jesus sees fit to use him. Even babies praise Jesus. Now, he’s spunky too, one of his favorite past times is pestering TT, my youngest sister. He says he loves everyone but her as he has this cheesing grin on his face that lights up a room. She’ll tell him not to be saying something over and over again, and under his breath, he’ll whisper it, while cheesing from Kentucky to Mexico. He offer’s her money and then takes it back. He’s a little rotten boy who loves his aunt BB and TT. His meanness doesn’t phase T, he goes to her and gives her hugs and tells her he loves her at the end of the night. He’s just her pester box, and she’s his. She watched him come into the world, after seeing me labor 27plus hours, days I will never forget.

Matthew 21:16- And said unto him, Hearest thou what these say? And Jesus saith unto them, Yea; have ye never read, Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings thou hast perfected praise?

If he wants to praise Jesus, I’m going to encourage it, and while I’m at it, I’ll be as blunt as possible, I deter him from anything that goes against Gods word, such as boys kissing, or children dressing up as the opposite sex. Not to say I don’t allow him to be a child, but I do make sure he knows the truth, and it’s my responsibility as a Woman, Holy Ghost filled Child of God to make sure he is kept on the right track.

I do fail often, but Lord, please don’t let me fail with Eli.

— Back to my update—

At this moment, I am unable to open my jaw too far, I am assuming that is normal. I finally ate good last night. I no longer have to wear the bandage on my head; however, it is optional at night if I chose to. I’ll be honest, I am not going to put that thing back on me, it hurt. I am now allowed to wash my hair and clean the back of my ear with a Q-tip and hydrogen peroxide- but personally I’m not ready to touch it. I have a mixture of clear/bloody drainage from the inside of my left ear. The drainage is normal and could last for up to a week. My ear is beginning to itch, so healing is setting in. I have no facial nerve damage, praise Jesus, because I love to smile, and I anticipate my pain level to go down over the next several days. God is so good!

After getting my boy back with me, we spent the night lounging, watching Long Lost Family. While watching the show, I thought of my oldest kids, my pride and my pain. — Bittersweet. Thank goodness for Eli.

My family have gone out of the way to bend over and take care of me. Dad, Mom, my sisters, and church family have all been concerned with my healing, and how I am doing. My close inner circle has gotten so much tighter, I knew they said they’d be there for me, but let me brag a little, Jesus has used them to show me again, what family really is.

Mom took me to surgery, (again, she’s the mom she never had to be, they literally took me under their wing, about 2 years ago). She calls me her own, and even joked if I was whiney after surgery, she was going to tell the hospital she didn’t like whiney children to put me back to sleep. I love her so.

Dad, checked on me, making sure I took my medicine, so I wouldn’t be in pain.

My sisters are going above and beyond making sure my clothes are washed, and making sure that I am not bending over far, or lifting anything heavy, because of the pressure on my ear. My niece has joined right in and she’s helping too. They’re keeping Facebook updated and standing arm to arm with me during this recovery process.

I never thought my surgery would be such a big deal to anyone, except me, but Jesus showed me otherwise.

These people really love me, and I love them.

Here comes Jesus, and there he goes tearing down my walls again, like the walls of Jericho, they’re down, but let me tell you what a mighty fortress I have around my loved ones. I love them so much, I’d do anything for them, including lay my life down, and I have never loved like this since Daddy. — Jesus is on to something.

He’s turning my brokenness into completion, and he’s making beauty from ashes.

I wanted to write, and just let everyone know how I was a doing. It was on my heart to keep you in the loop. I feel obligated and led to let you know God is on your side, even if you feel like he’s not, or if you still feel forgotten.

I’ve said it before you’ll probably hate me by the time all this is done, but its urgent that you get back to Jesus and let him fulfill his plan. I can’t make you or force you to, but rather I can tell you he has big plans for you, and he wants to lead you out of that darkness. He wants to show you his love, even though you feel like he cost you all the love you had in your heart, even down to the details you don’t tell anyone, & its ok to feel that way, but please don’t keep shunning him out.

Jeremiah 29:11 “For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.” 

He’s got big plans for you.

Some of my next blogs maybe shorter, and to the point.

The message of how much Jesus loves you, and how much he adores you is what keeps playing in my head. — You’re going to know it, and have it flooding through your bones one day, and you’ll realize his plan is perfect.

Until then, remember I’m still here,

And you should start writing more.

I love you all, and Jesus loves you most!

❤ Christie