Some things don’t make much sense on paper. I should be living out this morning very discouraged and worried and anxious and angry. I should be full of fear and looking for ways to control and fix the circumstances that have found me in recent days. There ought to be surges of dread in me as I struggle with when and if my precious mother in law will die, how and when my wife will finally come home, if my children are okay on the inside as they are separated from their parents during a time of family crisis…
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But I’m not. I’m comforted. I’m hopeful. I’m content. I am trusting a mighty King who shed His blood for me to provide all that will be needed as I follow Him. In spite of being separated from my wife, my children and my life-work at Meadow…today I am more thoroughly convinced of the greatness of God than i have ever been before. The Lord has certainly taken some things away from me but my emptied hands now hold some things that I did not hold previously. I find myself able to enthusiastically praise Him this morning.
Paul required of us to bear one another’s burdens (Gal. 6:2) and added that this was part of our faithfully following Christ. I’m unsure of the logistics of how this all works but I’m convinced that the reason why the Lyles are enduring so well is because of the intercession of our friends. Your expressions of love and concern have been staggering to a man like me who normally doesn’t care to be fussed over. Cards, texts, voice mails, tweets, emails and the comments on this blog have served as wind in our sails. You all are helping to bear our burdens – it stands to reason that, because you are doing so, our burdens feel very light. I give God the glory while, at the same time, I give you thanks.
Amy had a solid rebound day yesterday. Her attitude is amazing and she made quite a bit of progress. Her next surgery is scheduled in six days and she is to master as much of the physical therapy as possible until then. Amy is such a private lady that she’s been often misunderstood as snobbish and aloof, pampered and fragile. Truth be known she simply prefers the background and exerts a lot of effort to remain there while welcoming me to be in the forefront. She’s a tough lady when her back is against the wall and I’m seeing that daily as she fights to get back home to her place of excellence. Pray that she receives her heart’s desire please to be restored to her domain. I’m glad I’m not staying there right now without her and the kids. We need her there. We all need to get back home soon.
My mother in law, Deborah, is still attached to the life support equipment. They told the family yesterday that she is no longer a candidate to be removed due to the incremental progress she is making. Medically speaking, she is not expected to regain a fraction of her former abilities. God will need to preform a miracle of the biblical kind if we are to receive her back as she once was. We would honor her long-standing heart’s desire if we could pray for the Lord to either fully restore her or to mercifully take her home. Last night I sensed God speaking to my heart and saying,
“Jeff, you have trusted Me with her death for a week. You now need to trust Me with her life if I leave her with you all.”
I have many loose ends to tie up today so I may not update too much via Twitter. A special word of thanks to Meadow’s Youth Pastor, Rusty, and all the young people (and a few, not so young!) who have commandeered my house this week to prepare it for Amy’s return. I have a new group of heroes whom I will never be able to forget. Thank you for bearing our burden. You’re making a difference.
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