No Se Desanime

I’ve been around a lot in this world compared to my grandma. She has never been farther south than my college in Georgia. She also has not been farther west than Nashville for the Grand Ol’ Opry….and well, her northern ventures have never taken her farther north than her home in the mountains of West Virginia. I love her so much. I love her spirit and her smile, her never ending prayers, and her incredible soft touch to my forehead with anointing oil. I may not meet a tougher woman. Sure, she has a little dementia now and forgets stuff…..but I’ll never get tired of her singing an old hymn in the kitchen…..or telling me stories over and over. She is my maw maw. She is so special to me.

We are all so so special to Christ. It overwhelms me to think of his love so strong for so many people. I think of my grandma now because I saw that same spirit in a woman about her age in the village last week as a patient. She was so talkative. OH, and she had a slurred country accent….which meant I couldn’t understand much of what she was saying in Spanish. When she simply did not understand me trying to say “relax” over and over so I could treat her with OMM I just asked her if she understood….she stopped for a second…said “no”….gave me a big giant smile and a hug and kept on talking. It reminded me of my maw maw so much. It made me miss home. It made me see once more in my life that this woman is so incredibly special to Jesus.

I had to get rid of my cats. We moved to a new house and the owners barely let us keep our dogs, so the we had to find homes for the cats. Well, when we couldn’t, we had to take them to the shelter. Justin, my brother in law who worked in a vet shelter, told me that they euthanize animals because they are not special to anyone. In a way that is true. It is always worse to have to put someone’s pet down that they love. It absolutely broke my heart to think of Sierra sitting in a cage about to be killed. I care about that cat…I just couldn’t keep her. My dad went and saved them on Friday because they were about to kill them. I made Jon promise me they wouldn’t kill them. I think mike’s mom is going to take them. Now they are living in my mom’s garage for a while.

Why stay locked up in a cage waiting to die when you are so special to an amazing God?

I was in an orphanage yesterday and a little boy just sat in my lap for like 30 minutes and hugged me. I rubbed his back and rocked him. He is 6 years old. He looked up to me and asked if I was his mom. I said, no, I am your doctor…..

So so special to me…..so much more special to Jesus.

I saw a 29 year old man with full blown AIDS this morning in the hospital that is an alcoholic and decided to stop taking his anti-retroviral drugs. He is so special. God is crying out for him. He is crying out for us…..his special, important, and overwhelmingly loved children…..no matter where we are, how alone we are, or how worthless or careless we are……nothing changes. He is in love with us. I said the only phrase I knew…..

No se desanime….dios lo bendiga

don’t lose hope….god bless you