The 'peaceful feeling' I blogged about last night lasted about 7 hours. Better 'n nothing I guess.
We're having a heck of a time finding help. Other than Laurie (20 hours a week) we're hooped. She just called me with some suggestions, all of which have me bunched over in angst. "Please God, give us wisdom. Clearly speak to us. Tell us in no uncertain terms how to care for dad and mom. God, we need you. We need You to intercede so that Your will will be done. Please use this situation for Your glory. God, we can't do this on our own. Please..." Amen
Gail sent me a verse this morning that I'm claiming:
"I pray that God, the source of hope, will fill me completely with joy and peace because I trust in him. I pray I will overflow with confident hope through the power of the Holy Spirit..."