Today was an ordinary Saturday. We took the dog to the groomers, bought plants at Home Depot, putzed around the backyard, watched The O's on TV. It was extraordinary because it was so ordinary.
DH has been so sick. He's been in the hospital three times since April. Four weeks ago he was going into septic shock and almost died. Just about a week ago he was bleeding internally and in a near-criticial situation by the time he got the ER.
So today I'm thanking God for our most ordinary day. It was wonderful just to be ourselves and do everyday things. And oh so wonderful to have my Lloydy back again and as close to himself as he's been in a very long time.
The lyrics from this song don't exactly mirror my situation (although I'd love to feel the ocean breeze through my window) but nevetheless it fits. This is a song by Fernando Orgeta that's going through my head right now:
This Good Day by Fernando Ortega
Morning sun and morning glories
Pouring down the hill,
Through my window
DH has been so sick. He's been in the hospital three times since April. Four weeks ago he was going into septic shock and almost died. Just about a week ago he was bleeding internally and in a near-criticial situation by the time he got the ER.
So today I'm thanking God for our most ordinary day. It was wonderful just to be ourselves and do everyday things. And oh so wonderful to have my Lloydy back again and as close to himself as he's been in a very long time.
The lyrics from this song don't exactly mirror my situation (although I'd love to feel the ocean breeze through my window) but nevetheless it fits. This is a song by Fernando Orgeta that's going through my head right now:
This Good Day by Fernando Ortega
Morning sun and morning glories
Pouring down the hill,
Through my window
I can feel the ocean breeze.
Noisy sparrows fill the oak trees
Swallows can't stay still,
And in the glad commotion
Noisy sparrows fill the oak trees
Swallows can't stay still,
And in the glad commotion
Lord, You speak to me
Chorus: If the rain clouds come
Or the cold winds blow,
You're the one who goes before me
And in my heart I know
This good day
It is a gift from You.
The world is turning in its place
because You made it to.
I lift my voice
To sing a song of praise
On this good day.
I will walk to Woodman's Cove,
The fishing boats are leaving,
Seagulls follow just above the water.
I will wait until the sunset
Brings them home again,
Rigging lines and anchors in the harbor.
Chorus: If the rain clouds come
Or the cold winds blow,
You're the one who goes before me
And in my heart I know
This good day
It is a gift from You.
The world is turning in its place
because You made it to.
I lift my voice
To sing a song of praise
On this good day.
Chorus: If the rain clouds come
Or the cold winds blow,
You're the one who goes before me
And in my heart I know
This good day
It is a gift from You.
The world is turning in its place
because You made it to.
I lift my voice
To sing a song of praise
On this good day.
I will walk to Woodman's Cove,
The fishing boats are leaving,
Seagulls follow just above the water.
I will wait until the sunset
Brings them home again,
Rigging lines and anchors in the harbor.
Chorus: If the rain clouds come
Or the cold winds blow,
You're the one who goes before me
And in my heart I know
This good day
It is a gift from You.
The world is turning in its place
because You made it to.
I lift my voice
To sing a song of praise
On this good day.