It seems like we're in the nursing home ministry for a few days--well, we hope it is for a few days. My brother, Bobby, who is mentally handicapped, has been five days in the hospital with the flu. A few days before catching the flu, he slipped on some ice and has a small crack in his hip--the same hip he broke several years ago which is now full of metal. So, he doesn't get around very well. He was dismissed from the hospital yesterday but still suffers from nausea, vomiting and diarrhea. He is too weak to get around by himself, and his insides are still "out-of-control." So, he is at our house. We're sleeping lightly; helping him to the bathroom at a moment's notice and usually cleaning him, the floor, etc. Our washing machine and dryer seem to be running constantly. I had planned to use this weekend to get ready for my two classes at the Baptist Seminary of Kentucky, which begins Monday. However, I'm learning again that life is what actually happens, not what you had planned to happen. So, it is as it is. The good news is that we only have to do this one day at a time.
Shalom
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