Sigh. Another of "those days". Or weeks, perhaps.
We had this part of the week somewhat planned. Yesterday, Dear Wife was going to cut my hair. Today she was going to "watch" the Little One, the great-niece next door. And a few other things were in the works as well. Didn't happen. Wife has been running a low-grade fever for more than a week now. One of the nasty effects of the autoimmune diseases that she suffers with, is that the immune systems, having nothing better to do, attack the good things in the body. Things like skin, eyes, heart, kidneys, and, well, you get the idea. The remedy is drugs that suppress the immune systems, Which, in turn, keep those systems from fighting the real germs, etc., as well as having their own sometimes nasty side effects. So she's probably got a low level sinus thing going, or a cold, or whatever. One of those drugs, a very good one but extremely high dollar, is taken weekly by self-administered injections and is on the schedule for today, but will be skipped. And we have a doctor appointment set for Monday morning. At which time, hopefully, her situation will be addressed. There have been some new, worrisome developments. Like hives or welts or rashes or something that mysteriously appear on her back or arms or legs, generally where she's resting her arms on the chair or has wrinkles in her dress in the back or such. A bit of hydrocortisone cream on the affected areas gets some relief, often nearly immediately, and also helps with the intense itching that seems to accompany all of this. Perhaps the doc can shed some light on this as well.
But the result of all of this is that she wasn't able to be upright long enough to do the barber thing yesterday, and it may be awhile before she can. So I look like Jeremiah Johnson.
And it also meant that she didn't feel up to taking care of the Little One today, and asked Niece to find an alternate. Didn't help that great-niece is sick herself. Niece asked her mother to substitute, but it would appear that this didn't happen either, as niece's car is still next door. I'd imagine that she had to call off work herself, which is not what they need right now.
Niece and her husband went to doc yesterday for an ultrasound. She's recently (Christmas Day) announced that "they" are pregnant. Due in June in fact. And as a result of yesterday, it is thought that the new arrival will be a boy. Neat! And the name is now set. The father's name is Robert. His father's name is Robert. HIS father's name is Robert (and he's still with us). So we expect to have a Robert IV later this year. Not the worst heritage, but I'm glad I didn't get my dad's first name, a rather obscure Biblical one, thought not quite as bad as Habakkuk.
So Wife is on the recliner, with a blanket doubled up over her and an orange cat on top of that, staying warm.
She had a rough night, not helped by that "rescue" kitten/cat getting a "bug" or a "conniption" and racing through the place, using us as part of the race course, leading to me tossing her (the cat) out of the bedroom and securing the door. Wife got a bit of fitful sleep after that, as did I, but when we were wakened at 04:58 by several "starving" creatures at the bedroom door, I got up and fed them, and she decided to relocate to the recliner. She often sleeps better in it than in bed, and that proved to be the case, and she slept, hard, until nearly 10:00, which was probably what she needed. I also laid down in bed and slept, hard for an hour or so, and then kept things quiet so she could sleep as long as possible. I sat quietly and read.
Not the most exciting life, but we had a place to sleep and food to eat, and the Lord looking over it all. We're blessed and grateful. Now, a miraculous healing would be most welcome, but perhaps He has a better plan. We shall see.
The Old Testament reading today is chapters 12, 13, and 14 of the Genesis. Abram is being led by the Lord from where he was to where the Lord wanted him to be. And we see here the Lord's promises to him, of the possession of a land that his descendants would have. Descendants that he, Abram, already an old man, had none of. None. I'm sure Abram was sorely tempted to wonder, "Are You kidding me, Lord?". Tempted, because none of this seemed possible in any way. Except that it did come to pass. Not without struggle, and those struggles continue to this very day. Look up on maps some of those locations. Hebron, for example. It's on the "West Bank" of the Jordan River, south of Jerusalem. The ill-named "palestinians" claim it, but it was and still is part of the patrimony granted by the Lord to the Jews. Same for Bethel, which is north of Jerusalem. The louts of the U.N. deny all of that, sadly with the connivance of Obama, but the Lord over-rules all of them.
We also see here the appearance of one Melchizedek, king of Salem. I presume that "Salem" later became known as "Jerusalem".
The New Testament passage is verses 1-26 from the 5th chapter in the Gospel of Matthew.
This is the beginning of what is normally called the Sermon on the Mount. This is as good an exposition of our faith as there is to be found. One could, and should, meditate at length on every individual verse and phrase. Doing so for a year, or a month, wouldn't be a bad element of any serious Bible study. This is setting one's heart to hear and obey the Lord in everything, beginning with our innermost thoughts and attitudes. It certainly makes my own to be lacking His perfection, but that's the point of having a target.