I am guilty of neglecting my blog a little lately...not really intentionally, but forced to based on the busy days we have been having. September has been a super busy month for us so far, but we have gotten a lot accomplished. I have also been encountering a few trials of sorts that God is teaching/growing me as I trust him through the questions and unknowns. Once again, I must publicly testify to the goodness of God even through my *bad* days. He is all wise...all powerful...and all good. In other words, He knows what do, is powerful enough to do it, and everything He does is always good. How can we not trust a God like that? I am in good hands...and I realize that. God continually pours out His grace and mercy on me. Considering that He is all wise, all powerful, and all good, most days I wonder why He would care about me so much. But, His word says He does and that is so comforting.

I will share about one of my tough times and ask you to pray. My dad is not doing well at all and he seems to be deteriorating in his health even today. He has suffered with Alzheimers for about 10 years now. The process has been hard for all of us. My mother has taken care of him for years and she has managed all of that beautifully, but in the last few months could not physically do it anymore(understandably so). He has been in a nursing facility in a special alzheimers ward and has done very well there. We have been so blessed that his demeanor had not progressed to being violent or aggressive towards others...that commonly happens. He has been pretty happy there and of course my mom has been there everyday. I live in the same town as they do so that has been a blessing that I can honor them by being supportive and encouraging and seeing them often...but with my busy household, sometimes I feel that I have not done enough.

Last week he had a turn for the worse and became violent towards some nurse's aids. He was medicated and moved to a different facility where they could monitor him and his meds and see what would work best for him...while there he contracted pneumonia. He is very weak. In one week's time, he has gone from walking and eating fine to not being able to walk and not swallowing. My mom and brother were able to give him some liquids through a straw yesterday, but still it is not looking good at this point. We are praying that he will regain his strength and be able to eat again, but we really do not know if that will happen. So, please pray. I trust in God's sovereignty and know that we will all face the end of our life at some point...it will happen, but that does not take away from the sadness of it. The worse part for me is seeing my mom going through this. They have been married for over 55 years and this is just hard. He was awake a little today and puckered up his lips...my mom thought that was so funny...he was wanting a kiss. Sweet moments to savor.

Sorry for all the mispelled words...I just went back, reread, and corrected.