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Hugs from God

It’s often in the midst of terrible suffering, hurt and pain, that God reaches out and meets our smallest need or our most humble prayer.  This has been Lerma’s experience.  And the experience of many throughout history….

I’ve just recently finished reading a moving true story of a woman missionary trapped in the Indonesian jungle during the Second World War.  Suffering the most horrific of diseases and from starvation, she and her fellow POWs lived in the shadow of death on a daily basis.  Evidence Not Seen chronicles Darlene Diebler Rose’s time of imprisonment. 

scripture It’s a deeply challenging book.  The easy pace in which it is written does not detract from the depth of emotion and story.  Reading how she remained firmly rooted in Him during this time; how she clung to Scriptures she had memorised, while feverish on the dirty floor of a Japanese prison; how she reached out to others and told her Japanese captor the gospel, so that tears streamed down his face … reading these stories can only inspire one "to live for Christ", knowing that "to die is gain" (Philippians 1:21).  

And, amongst the evidence of her faithfulness to God, is the overarching evidence of His faithfulness to her.  Even while suffering in a Japanese prison camp, she does not feel abandoned by God.  There is story after story of miraculous moments where God saves her mortal body time and again.  And then there are the stories of those small needs met; those humble prayers answered. 

Darlene relates stories of a torch (flashlight) that remained hidden and working the entire 4 year duration of capture – never ever needing a battery change, despite being used often.  She speaks of prayers prayed – a desire to know how her husband, imprisoned in another war camp, died.  When the friend she expects to hear the news from dies before he can relate the story, she is bitterly sad.  Yet, in the same day, God brings, through extreme circumstances, 3 individuals who could all relate to her their encounter with her husband in his dying days – answering her desire for knowledge and closure in ways greater than she could have fathomed.

It’s inspiring. 

And it’s heart warming.

For, while we know that God is all-power and ever-loving, somehow we’re still delighted with the little gifts he gives us on top of everything else.  Much like a small child when his Daddy unexpectantly scoops him up for a cuddle and a hug.

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Today, I got to experience a little of that firsthand.  I had made a pan of cinnamon buns last night.  This morning I thought that it would be something small that I could bless Lerma and her family with. I could always make another pan for our family later. Between errands this morning, I swung by her home quickly to drop it off.  It felt a rather foolish and small gesture, especially since I’ve not been able to see her yet, due to being sick with flu and then a cold.  But, clearly God had other ideas.  You see, I had no idea that she had particularly craved something sweet just that very morning.  I had no idea that her appetite had come back just recently.  And I had no idea that today and tomorrow are the only days that she has left before she starts her next round of chemo – when cinnamon buns will definitely not be a blessing!  In this little window period of good appetite, her humble desire was for something sweet.  And the same morning, God mobilised my lazy self in order to bring something sweet straight to her door. 

bamboo towelsSpeaking to my mother later, I found out that God has been doing quite a bit of this for Lerma!  Also, just recently, the family were discussing what to do about keeping the towels separate so that she isn’t exposed to more germs than she needs to be.  While they were discussing this, the doorbell rang and Di arrived at the door with food and two monogrammed handtowels.  "Do you do bath towels too?" they asked.  "Sure!"  And Di left that same day with an armful of towels to monogram on her embroidery machine. 

Small things.  Simple things. 

Yet, they are exhilarating moments filled with a sense of assurance, love and joy for our Father, our Saviour and our King.

They are… hugs from God.

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An angel on earth

DSC03230There are not many people on this earth who embrace hardship with a joyful spirit.  Seldom does one find debilitating disease a reason to rejoice.  Indeed, most of us would cower beneath the horrors of cancer. 

Not so my aunt, Lerma.  From the day Lerma entered our lives, she has brought with her joy and upliftment.  It is most difficult to come into her presence and not feel her warmth wash over you like a wave of love.  I know of not one person who has experienced Lerma’s loving kindness and infectious joy and walked away untouched.  From waiters in coffee shops to presidents of companies, Lerma’s warmth has effected everyone in her path.

In the last 6 weeks, Lerma has been diagnosed with acute myeloid leukaemia. Some years ago, she worked with Benzene on a daily basis for a period of 2 years.  According to the doctors, benzene is a known contributor to leukaemia.  Her first round of chemotherapy found her suffering debilitating side effects and pain.  She lost most of her hair.  And yet, she is still smiling.  Still rejoicing. Still giving God the glory.  Still encouraging those who come to encourage her.  Every time my mother speaks with her, she is encouraged by her love for Jesus and her willingness to submit to His will. 

Recently, my mother shared this prayer letter with friends and family.  It shares her heart which reflects Lerma so well and deeply.  As you read it, please keep Lerma and Guy in your prayers.

Hi dear family and friends,

Thank you so much for your prayers and well wishes sent to Lerma.

We came to Cape Town yesterday and visited Lerma at the Constantiaberg Hospital last evening.

We were met by one very cheerful lady despite her ordeal to date!

She has undergone her first treatment of chemotherapy. Initially hair started to fall out but seems to have stopped.

Lerma has reacted to the drug by coming out in a dark wine colour rash all over her body. Her doctor has not seen such a reaction like this before. Her ears swelled to what she describes as fat purple aubergines. She suggested to the doctor that she gets her hair coloured purple to match the ears. She refers to herself as ‘ Purple Lady’! What a lady ! She so cheerfully makes fun of these irritating things that she is having to contend with!

She has been running a temperature which the doctor says is due to a bacterial infection. She is not allowed home until her temperature is down. We are praying that it will be soon!

Lerma is experiencing the “Peace of the Lord’ as she undergoes her treatment for Leukemia. Her faith and trust in the Lord is strong.

She has a close relationship with her Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ. One cannot but be encouraged by her wonderful positive outlook on life. She radiates ‘the joy of the Lord’ and truly demonstrates what Jesus said we all must do and that is “ to love one another as I have loved you!”

In the 14 years I have known her I do not recall ever hearing her say one unkind word about anyone. She has had many challenges in her life and to date it seems that each trial she undergoes she takes them in her stride. She gives all credit to the Lord and says it is ‘Jesus who gives me strength – without Him in my heart I would not have managed. “The Joy of the Lord is my strength”. (quoting Lerma).

Lerma is such a tonic and an inspiration to me.

The other morning I woke up pretty early with the song “I love you with the love of the Lord’ going around in my head. I wanted to sing it to Lerma but it was far too early to cell phone her. (each morning I send her a scripture and each evening I phone her). At this rather unearthly hour I smsed it but did not remember all the words. I ‘la la’d the words that were missing’. Lerma phoned me later in the morning singing the song to me. I joined along with her and then she went on to sing ‘In His time, in His time, He makes all things beautiful in His time…” So there we were the two of us singing away together. Tears were running down my face as we praised and worshipped the Lord together. I was blessed as my sister in law with her beautiful voice sang to the Lord. I was bathed by God’s presence which was awesome!

Donna, Lerma’s daughter, comes into the hospital each day to help her mum. Lerma has about 5 tubes attached to her which she has named her 5 x 5! She says she drives her 5 x 5 into the loo, into the shower.

Guy, my brother, is finding this pretty tough as one can imagine. He adores his ‘tweetiebird’ as he calls her. He hates to see her having to go through all this. It is so hard to be on the outside looking on. One can feel so helpless. Please keep him covered in prayer.

Please stand together with us as we faithfully look to Jesus to restore Lerma to perfect health.

Lerma sends her love to you all and says thank you for your prayer support!

With much love to you in Christ,

Mum Sal

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Please consider dropping a note of encouragement for Lerma here in the comments section.  She will definitely value your prayers and words of encouragement!

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My kind of long weekend…

I’ve had flu for the past week.  Real bona fide, knock-you-down, flu.  And, for the first time since I can remember, the flu didn’t bring along with it all the cold symptoms.  No major gastric bug.  No sore throat or drowning lungs.  Just, knock-you-down, roaring temps, crawly skin, utter exhaustion, vague nausea, achy, feverish eina flu.  For a week.  I finally dragged myself off to the doctor, when I was well enough to drive and not all dizzy, as I was having chest pains too.  Turns out I have something called costachondritis – which is the inflammation of the cartilage in-between my ribs and sternum area.  Thanks to the flu virus.  And, while the flu was on its way out, the costachondritis and post-viral symptoms (aka utter exhaustion) are expected to hang around for at least another week. 

Yay.

That’s a very unenthusiastic "yay" for I am a horrible invalid.  I hate feeling beholden to others because of my own weakness.  Ridiculous, I know. And I also feel desperately sorry for myself.  Even more ridiculous and definitely Not Pretty.  After a horrible flu-ey week, brightened by the help of my mom-in-law, my hubby and a friend, I was not feeling very excited about a weekend of illness.

But, this weekend we had planned to head to my parents for the long weekend (Monday being Women’s Day here in SA -  a ridiculous notion, in my mind, but I’m not complaining for the extra day with family).  And, with the promise of loads of mommy TLC and opportunities for the kids to see the inside of some other house, other than our own, we decided to head out to Hermanus, no matter what!

And so we did.  And while Craig and I got loads of loving attention from granny and grandpa Newill, plus, it must be mentioned, NUMEROUS opportunities to sleep, the kids were thoroughly entertained.

They went gallivanting around the nearby town with granny and grandpa – shops, visits with other grannies, picnic lunches and more. They walked Mesha.  They whizzed around on their black plastic bikes and, when at home, they played chess and scrabble and granny even taught them Rumicub.  Grandpa regaled them with more adventures of Diny and Diney, his made-up dinosaur series.  And, they watched their holiday-dose of cbeebees, BBC’s kids channel, which, so far, seems to be devoid of any hidden agendas and inappropriate content.  And they got to watch the entire Newills-in-Perth home video.  What smiles of joy that video brought as they got to see their cousins in action!  Very cute!

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And, when I managed to perk up enough to give some input, the girls even got to do some sewing.  We’ve been doing a library bag sewing project over the last couple of weeks.  So far they’ve batik-painted the one side; sewn strips of fabric together for the other side and, this weekend, did decorative running stitch to practise their hand stitching.  I’m very excited about this project, as not only are they enjoying it, but the finished product may just turn out as well, or better than I’d hoped.  There is a certain level of satisfaction in a job well done, especially when the work is mostly their own.  My most favourite thing about it is that it should become something that they can actually use, and not just another creative-process-destined-for-the-bin (as worthy as those projects are, and all… I just prefer the more useful versions!)  Here is a sneak preview…

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We came home feeling well rested.  I think I may just be able to face this week, despite still feeling shattered from the post-viral symptoms.  At least I feel somewhat alive and not like the walking corpse of last week!

Thanks Mom and Dad for a wonderful weekend of TLC!

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Jon Lino

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Look who came to visit us?!  That’s right!  Jon Lino.  The kids remembered him right off the bat and were very excitedly running circles around him.  Jon has been living in Perth, Oz for a couple of years now.  We miss that side of the family, so it was extra special to have a visit from him!

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