I have good news! I met my new primary doctor today, a very cute Chinese lady. My late daughter Eva-Marie would have loved her. She loved Chinese people. When she was a little girl she made up stories about China and wanted to be a missionary there.
Apart from my chemo-induced neuropathy, the hernia, the lymphedemia, the arthritis… I’m doing great! I had heard some ladies standing in line at the Post Office raving about acupuncture. Guess what? This doctor suggested I try that for my pain and swelling in the legs. I might.
On my way home I visited a friend. Her heart’s desire is to go with me to Peru next year. I’ve promised to do a teaching seminar. No one has ever asked to go with me. We’re praying about it. She has taken in a homeless family. We got to pray together. Something like that makes my day!
I remember years ago when we had an encouraging visit. We were in Sweden for a year, living in a new town. It takes time to fit in and make friends. Ingegärd and Solveig were such a blessing to us.
One evening they surprised our girls as “Lady Santa’s.” Their knock on the door made such a difference. It made us feels loved an appreciated.
My husband used to travel visiting churches. I stayed home with the girls. Sometimes Ingegärd would come and offer to baby-sit so I could go to church. We had no Nursery or Child Care at that time.
The friend I visited this afternoon told me she’s always wanted to be a helper. She feels empty and sad when she is not helping someone. That’s a gift from God.
We have different gifts, according to the grace given us. If a man’s gift is prophesying, let him use it in proportion to his faith. 7 If it is serving, let him serve; if it is teaching, let him teach; 8 if it is encouraging, let him encourage; if it is contributing to the needs of others, let him give generously; if it is leadership, let him govern diligently; if it is showing mercy, let him do it cheerfully.
Sometimes we think it’s the big things that are important. I believe it’s the every-day expressions of love that carry weight. Maybe just stroking someone’s hand, showing them they are precious, is what is needed for a lift of the spirit.
I visited Solveig during me trip to Sweden. She invited us a wonderful meal at her house. How about Ingegärd? She has her hands full, because her husband suffers of dementia. Solveig has a guest room she has furnished especially for them, but it stands empty these days. They can’t travel anymore. A person with dementia needs his familiar environment.
I would like to leave some impressions on people’s lives, just as my friends Solveig and Ingegärd have left in my life.
This is a good time of the year to spread some extra cheer!