Trust in the Lord with all your heart

Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding.
Proverbs 3:5

These are the email updates that I have been sending over the past week. There are not enough words to express all my thanks to all of you!

Prayer
6/21/07
Those words are so hard to hear when things around us just don't make any sense at all. But yet at the same time, its all the comfort in the world. How wonderful to know that we don't have to make sense of things, we don't have to know it all, or have it all together.

And right now that person is me. There has not been another time when things just seemed really out of order. I mean even Phill's death (fellow intern) seemed to fit into the plan.

My grandfather, as many of you know, was diagnosed with mesothelioma, a certain type of lung cancer last Febuary. He went through many sessions of chemotherapy and this past week he went in for a scan to see how the chemo was working.
It has progressed to his brain and liver and is shutting down his organs. His days are even more numbered by the doctors but only God knows.

Please be in prayer for my family as they are hurting deeply. We need to remember the peace found in Christ but its easier said than done.

I will be going home Friday and staying until, well I'm not sure.

I thank God for all of your blessed support not only throughout this summer but throughout my life as well. Thank you.

I love you all!

Lianne

Dancing
6/22/07

Seeing His face is my ultimate desire...we're suppose to dream big but that's about as big as it gets. I arrived home about noon on Friday. I had been forewarned about my grandfathers condition and only God could prepare my heart the way He did. I was the last one of the family to arrive and went upstairs in their house to talk to him. He responded with a hand squeeze and an eye flutter when I told him Shorty (my nickname) was finally home. About seven thirty that night, those around his bed noticed his breathing becoming more shallow. Everyone gathered around and we started to sing. We began with What a Friend We Have In Jesus. No one in church will conduct that song, he is the only one allowed to lead it. As we reached the second verse, he went to be with that Friend. For some reason I am not writing through tears. There is just too much hope...I just can't help smiling. I can just see him now, leading that choir of angels in Hymn #275. Sure there's a little stubbornness involved, but death is just too close now, making heaven just too real! Yes it does hurt, too much that I have not acknowledged it. It will come in its own time and so will tears of healing. But such a great love that he has shown me can only be passed on. Thank you for your prayers.

Love
Lianne


Wonderful
6/24/07

Before I even open anyone's email I need to ask forgiveness.

The hymn we sang for my grandfather as he took his last breaths was Wonderful Grace of Jesus. (I think gramps loved me enough he'll forgive me this time)

Love always

Lianne

ps It was hymn number 198 (in the new hymnals)