How about the indifferent first? I don’t know if anyone has noticed (or cared), but I’m combining my two blogs back into one. I didn’t really want to clutter up the Half-Pint House with the review posts, so I started the Handouts site, but after a year+ of that, I’m really tired of keeping up with two sites. I still appreciate being able to review things and offer some giveaways, but I will probably scale those back just a tad in the coming days and just plop them all right here. For those of you who aren’t interested in that at all, I hope you are able to overlook them and come back for other things. For those of you are ONLY interested in that, I hope you are able to overlook the other things and just come for what you need/want.
I can’t be all things to all people and I’m not going to try anymore.
Now for the good. Remember the scare we had with Eagle Lake Camp? I’d love it if you would watch this video. Such a testimony to the hand of God working to save a place that has been so significant in so many lives for so many years.
And finally, the bad. Last Monday, my mom, Moleta King, was diagnosed with ALS (otherwise known as Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis, or Lou Gehrig’s disease). For what are probably obvious reasons, the implications on my family, particularly my mom and dad, are huge. We are all in a semi-dazed state of mourning right now. Sadness, anger, denial – you name it. At this point in time, I do now know how much of this I will process here online. There may come a time when it seems appropriate to do so, or it may seem more appropriate to keep those things completely private. Either way, somehow it will impact what happens here online. I’ve always processed thoughts and emotion in writing. I haven’t always done so online, so it may be that I return to a paper journal for such thoughts.
But one thing is for sure – I wanted you to know so that if you believe in the power of prayer (I do – see the link and video mentioned above), then I’m begging you for prayers. Pray that God would heal my mom and strengthen my dad. Those are the simple sentences I cry myself to sleep with at night. Please God. Heal my mom and strengthen my dad.
Thank you.
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I love you Megan. You have my promise that I am praying. Wish I could give you a big hug.
I’ve been praying for you, your mom, and everyone who loves you both. God bless you.
I am so, so sorry to hear of the ALS diagnosis. There was a period in which the docs though Hubby had ALS, and so I know more of that disease than I’d like. For us, I can see how God used that in our lives… but then it ended up that it wasn’t ALS. I know this is going to be rough for your family. Praying.
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