While it is obvious that it is time for a Remicade treatment, it is only three days away. Katy has all the signs of needing the next treatment. When I woke her up this morning she asked me if she had been hit by a truck. I guess that’s the way it feels to her. She has had so many good days in a row that her spirit is still cheerful. Yesterday I took her to the Higher Education Center where she posed for pictures for a new brochure her college is having made. Then we visited with our precious friend, Helen, who was in Roanoke just for the day. Looking back on this week, we can see how good the Lord has been to give Katy so many joys.
We have had other little joyful surprises also. Yesterday about one thirty in the afternoon, Paul came home from work early. We were standing in our yard greeting him when out of nowhere a big doe and her fawn came running through our yard. And behind them was the funniest thing we have ever seen. They were being chased by a little goat. My mind kept trying to tell me it had to be a dog, but my eyes were seeing a little white goat with gray spots running for all he was worth. We just stood there laughing! Later that evening, we drove in the driveway and under the apple trees were three very large wild turkeys with ten young ones poking around. It has been a good year for spotting animals in the yard, including the run-away horses. But thankfully Ellie has not met up with another skunk like she has over the past two years.
The happiness of knowing the God Who made all these creatures and loves us and gives us so many happy moments in this life is not to be compared to anything else. To have peace and assurance of joy throughout all eternity is a marvelous blessing during hardship. The writer of this hymn says it so much better. “When through the woods, and forest glades I wander, And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees, When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur, and hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze. Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to thee; how great Thou Art, how great Thou art!” (From the hymn How Great Thou Art by Carl Boberg)