There are some days you just need a hug! By the time I got home from Daddy's Tuesday night, I was definitely looking for one and my Debbie was waiting. The same thing happened at work on when I got back....not only did my group surround my dad and I in prayer, but they are full of hugs as well. I'm reminded that they are only able to love me because of who first loved us.
I listened to my dad on the phone last night for 1 hour and 37 minutes. I say I listened because I actually only said maybe 10 words. No doubt he is anxious, agitated, angry, and scared. The medicine has made him terribly aggressive, but I believe that if I could roll back the layers and the facade, I would see my dad is just awfully frightened. I wish there was a way that my sisters and I could help him deal with it better than he is, but I have come to the realization that none of this caught God by surprise. I have to turn it over to Him and be obedient to what the Holy Spirit encourages me to do to be a servant to my father.
Right now, I truly believe that the battle is spiritual am I am praying for heavenly protection from our guardian angels for my sisters and I that we may be protected from discouragement and frustration and be empowered to say and do all the right things going forward.
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