Tuesday


“I cried to the Lord with my voice,

and He heard me from His holy hill.”

~Psalm 3:4~

Mrs. Ruby Dillon

“Miss Ruby” has been undergoing some medical tests recently. Please pray for her and her family as her tests continue.

Ronald Putman

Ronald Putman continues to progress in rehabilitation in Baton Rouge. He is scheduled to come home Friday. Thank you for your continued prayers for him.


Update on Don Denton

Tomorrow will be one week that Don has been out of the hospital. He is doing well. He continues to gain strength. WE are most hopeful that Don will just continue to get better. He has a few more weeks on his steroids before tapering to the dosage that he has relapsed twice before.

So as you can imagine, we are asking God that Don not have another relapse. I can see changes for the better in Don. Although his dizziness does not change for the better at this point, I can see physical changes.

He will start going into the office tomorrow. He can’t wait. He is so ready to be back at work. He just will go in for a few hours to see how well he is able to get around and do some work at his desk.

We have not received results as of yet on MRA. We are hopeful that the hole will have healed in the artery. WE will find out further this Wednesday about the specialist in Kansas City as well.

And we have yet another big prayer request. For those of you who are not animal lovers, please bear with me on this one. We have a dog. Her name is Quequag. That is another story as to how she got her name. But she is a about 2.5 years. We adopted her a few months after we had a failed adoption. We had a painful loss back in March of 2007 after seven months of a toddler-girl- living with us in hopes of adopting and it failed. So, a few months after that, I found this dog and well there you have it, we have had her for almost two years now.

I took her, our dog to the vet for a regular check up a few weeks back. The vet found a lump. The dog had surgery to remove it last week. The vet tells me that it went very deep and it does not look good. WE will find out on Friday whether this is cancer. This just feels like too much sometimes. WE just need some good news here. And although this may sound insignificant, as you know, life has been very difficult for the past five months. So please pray for us in that way if you feel lead. She is a beloved pet. Have you ever felt that if “just one more things happens” kinda thing. It is how I feel. Truth is I know one more thing could happen. It is life. We are not promised a perfect life.

Joshua seems to be doing better in some ways since Don came home from the hospital. It just will take time. As Don progresses I think Joshua will too. Well, I have promised myself that I will get to bed earlier tonight.

We had a precious Valentines Day. Just simple and precious. It truly is a miracle that Don is with us. WE really have so much to celebrate.

Please keep praying for us. We have some big hurdles to overcome these next few weeks.

Thanking you again can’t begin to say what you all mean to us. Thank you for continuing to lift us up before our heavenly Father. Thank you for continuing to reach out to us on this long journey and season of our life. Thank you for your grace and acts of kindness.

And if anyone ever wants an amazing muffin – Barbara Smith – makes the best muffins I have ever had! I have savored every one of them and worked hard at sharing them with Don and Josh.

Bless you our family and friends.

Diane


KneEmail
“At the name of Jesus every knee should bow…” (Philippians 2:10).
Mike Benson, Editor
THE SALMON NEARLY leaped onto to their hooks…
That was a far cry from the day before when the four anglers couldn’t even seem to catch an old boot.
Disappointed but not discouraged, they had climbed aboard their small seaplane and skimmed over the Alaskan mountains to a pristine, secluded bay where the fish were sure to bite.
They parked their aircraft and waded upstream, where the water teemed with ready-to-catch salmon. Later that afternoon, when they returned to their camp, they were surprised to find the seaplane high and dry. The tides fluctuated twenty-three feet in the particular bay, and the pontoons rested on a bed of gravel. Since they couldn’t fly out till morning, they settled in for the night and enjoyed some of their catch for dinner, then slept in the plane. In the morning the seaplane was adrift, so they promptly cranked the engine and started to take off. Too late, they discovered one of the pontoons had been punctured and was filled with water. The extra weight threw the plane into a circular pattern. Within moments from liftoff the seaplane careened into the sea and capsized.
Dr. Phil Littleford determined that everyone was alive, including his twelve-year-old son, Mark. He suggested that they pray, which the other two men quickly endorsed. No safety equipment could be found on board–no life vests, no flares, nothing. The plane gurgled and submerged into the blackness of the icy morning sea. The frigid Alaskan water chilled their breath.
They all began to swim for shore, but the rip-tide countered every stroke. The two men alongside Phil and Mark were strong swimmers and they both made shore, one just catching the tip of land as the tides pulled them out toward sea.
Their two companions last saw Phil and Mark as a disappearing dot on the horizon, swept arm-in-arm out to sea. The Coast Guard reported they probably lasted no more than an hour in the freezing waters–hypothermia would chill the body functions and they would go to sleep. Mark, with a smaller body mass, would fall asleep first in his father’s arms. Phil could have made the shoreline, too, but that would have meant abandoning his son. Their bodies were never found. (Patrick Morley)
“For when we were still without strength, in due time Christ died for the ungodly. For scarcely for a righteous man will one die; yet perhaps for a good man someone would even dare to die. But God demonstrates His own love toward us, in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.” Romans 5:6-8; cf. Matthew 27:46; Mark 15:34

Smile first, then think.

MISSIONARY PERSONAL NEEDS. Don’t you just love hearing how children twist the words of familiar songs? A 5-year-old MK (missionary kid) was prancing through his house one day, singing at the top of his lungs, “He is exhausted, the King is exhausted on high. . . .” Hallelujah that our King is never exhausted and He receives our prayers and petitions gladly! Give thanks that your prayers are a vital and active part of each missionary’s ministry. One couple writes: “We would not be able to continue without your active participation in our lives. We thank God for you!”

Have a terrific Tuesday.

Anna Lee

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