We had my nephew Buddy and his adorable family over last night. These two voices sound so beautiful together and we love visits from family. Yesterday in sacrament meeting, this was the opening song. When the lyrics of the second verse started, “And when I think that God, His son not sparing, sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in,” I saw my sweet husband and his first counselor both break down in tears from the stand. Evelyn and I couldn’t hold back the tears either.
Thank you all for the prayers last night. Amos is still struggling at work today with back pain off and on, but feels strength from your prayers on his behalf. He will contact his doctor to get a better understanding of what could be causing this pain. Amos’s mom told me that she experienced several withdrawl-type effects from chemo when hers ended and we are hoping that is the case here rather than a new tumor that may have formed in the intestines above the ostomy opening.
Aside from that pain, he feels like his thumbs are frozen, he got one of the mouth sores we have been dreading and increased nose bleeds. We realized he can’t drive with his convertible top down anymore because it dries out his mouth and nose too much.
The kids were in a primary program yesterday. Once a year in our church, the children get up in front of the congregation to present the things they have learned throughout the year. I loved seeing my girls and all the sweet children in the ward bearing proudly their testimonies of scriptures, prayer and Christ through words and music. Kirra gave a talk on how her body is a temple. Sister Filletti is their music leader and you could not find a person who cares more about those kids. They adore her and they sing with so much energy because she is there cheering them on. They all did a beautiful job. We have wonderful primary leaders.
Sister Elwood is so kind to bring dinner tonight. This will mean I can get a nap in from lost sleep. I’m not sure how Amos will catch up on sleep. Maybe a short family night so he can get to bed early.