|"Trees and little flowers" by Hilary J. England|
oil on canvas, 8" x 11" 2013
This time last year, I was gearing up to go to Nice, and what a time that was! This year, I spend so many days in the hospital, I am beginning to despair. I am getting really down. Everything is piling up, and I am the only one left to dig it out. A pointer for well-meaning family and friends of a cancer patient: we appreciate prayers, of course. But some physical action is helpful too. Perhaps take a day off and help us out with work that needs to be done around our home, or even offer to help with a small donation of some kind to help with his medical and living expenses while we are going through this extremely difficult time. These actions, in conjunction with prayer, will be ever so helpful. God says we are to also be his "feet" on this earth, and being feet requires action.
The heat is going to be oppressive this week, of course, and I don't have my air conditioning set up in my studio. We need an able-bodied man to install it. Anthony is good for muscle and lifting, but because the window is very oddly shaped, we need a guy who is handy with a saw to help us mount this thing in. We don't need any more saw accidents, for sure. So, until someone comes forward to help us, I will not be able to get in there and work...that is a very disheartening, since this is really the only thing that keeps me going right now.
I am trying to keep my chin up, and I will, no matter what. Even though things look bleak, I know God has a plan, eventually it will be obvious, even if it isn't right now.