I'm not going to commit to updating this blog...But I am going to try my hardest to update so here goes.
Maybe I should first explain the title of my post today. I have been recently got back into going to church, I absolutely love it and I have so much respect for people that have God in there life, and look to him for strength.
The pastor who talked today was actually the marriage counselor so I tried to understand what he was talking about but I have to say, it was a little hard to relate to except the very last part, actually the last prayer before we left. I'll post the whole thing so you can listen to it but it went like this. He told this story:
He used to be a registered nurse @ Sacred Heart before he became a pastor. He worked on the heart transplant floor and worked with a man named "John." John's heart was rejected, and the rejected heart usually gets bigger and "inflates" but he says that this heart got smaller and resembled a rock. Brian( pastor) later asked John if he could pray with him, praying for a new match. 6 hours later, Brian was informed that they found a new match for John. The ending prayer was letting God in our life and having him take our heart of stone, and replace it with one of flesh. This leads to my next topic..because right now, I feel like my heart is made of stone.
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Maybe I should first explain the title of my post today. I have been recently got back into going to church, I absolutely love it and I have so much respect for people that have God in there life, and look to him for strength.
The pastor who talked today was actually the marriage counselor so I tried to understand what he was talking about but I have to say, it was a little hard to relate to except the very last part, actually the last prayer before we left. I'll post the whole thing so you can listen to it but it went like this. He told this story:
He used to be a registered nurse @ Sacred Heart before he became a pastor. He worked on the heart transplant floor and worked with a man named "John." John's heart was rejected, and the rejected heart usually gets bigger and "inflates" but he says that this heart got smaller and resembled a rock. Brian( pastor) later asked John if he could pray with him, praying for a new match. 6 hours later, Brian was informed that they found a new match for John. The ending prayer was letting God in our life and having him take our heart of stone, and replace it with one of flesh. This leads to my next topic..because right now, I feel like my heart is made of stone.
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My grandpa is in the hospital... I wish I were upset but I'm not. I don't even consider him "grandpa," to me, his name is Harry. My grandma died when I was 7 and he remarried, which our family has never really gotten along with her. Family dynamics are always a mystery to me. My dad has never really been close to his dad, and in turn, our family has never bonded with his side of the family because of this. We always dread holidays, get togethers are awkward, and phone calls are far and few between. His health has declined recently, he lost his sight progressively over the years, he's overweight which is causing a number of problems for him. Nothing he eats is without butter, salt, or fat so his health is obviously suffering because of this. He's been in and out of the ICU, in outpatient care, and back in the hospital. I haven't gone and visited him and honestly, I'm not going to. I have no sympathy for him or his wife, he did this to himself and refusing to see doctors because all they care about is money is sickening to me. I obviously work in the medical field, and without doctors what would we do? I have a lot of respect for them and wish that I had enough drive to go to medical school. He refuses to make the changes that his body and health needs, and he is suffering because of it. My dad is obviously very upset about it, but it's been hard to listen to it without just getting..frustrated. How can you or your signifcant other not care enough about your health and your well being? I feel like a horrible person for saying all this...but it's the truth, you can't help someone who isn't willing to help themselves and for him, I think it's too little too late. Even if he was to change his eating habits etc, it wouldn't be enough to turn his health around.
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