The Sabbath is becoming more and more a day of thanksgiving. I’m so grateful for the opportunity to be among faithful people, singing the hymns, and feeling the Spirit as I look at the faces of those in my ward family whom I love. I want so much to reach out to those where I see a need, and hope the Lord will be patient with me as I recover, so there will still be service opportunities for me!
Jon was very resourceful and found a recumbent bike from a former student. They are easier to sit on and pedal, and he was determined to get me some physical therapy. We went for a bike ride last night. I enjoyed it, and came home exhausted!…mission accomplished!
A friend from Arizona, Joy Baxley sent the verse of the hymn #285 “God Moves in Mysterious Ways verses 2 and 3:
‘…fresh courage take;
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy and shall break
In blessings on your head.
His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding ev’ry hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.”
I’m grateful I can taste some of that “Sweet flower” even now! Love to all… Melanie