This is another letter Mom wrote to her church but I think all her family and friends will like to hear her words, her voice.
Sunday February 3,
2013
Greetings and Blessings to my dear beloved friends,
My “epistle” to you begins with one of my (and Ed’s) most favorite and most
repeated words from the beginning of Paul’s epistle to the Philippians:
I thank my God every time I remember you, constantly praying
with joy in every one of my prayers for all of you, because of your sharing in
the gospel from the first day until now. I am confident of this, that the
one who began a good work among you will bring it to completion by the day of
Jesus Christ. It is right for me to think this way about all of you,
because you hold me in your heart, for all of you share in God’s grace with me
. . . For God is my witness, how I long for all of you with the compassion of
Christ Jesus. And this is my prayer, that your love may overflow more and more
with knowledge and full insight to help you to determine what is best, so that
in the day of Christ you may be pure and blameless, having produced the harvest
of righteousness that comes through Jesus Christ for the glory and praise of
God. . . . Yes, and I will continue to rejoice, for I know that
through your prayers and the help of the Spirit of Jesus Christ this will turn
out for my deliverance. It is my eager expectation and hope that I will not be
put to shame in any way, but that by my speaking with all boldness, Christ will
be exalted now as always in my body, whether by life or by death.
It has only been five weeks since our lives here have been turned upside down
and inside out, but it has been a very
long 5 weeks! I have not shed any tears until this past Wednesday evening
when I learned that my scheduled Thursday 8:40 am surgical appt at St Anne’s
(to have a port inserted) was again cancelled at the last minute! (The port was
necessary for me to get chemo the next day). This past Thursday was one of the
most difficult, most stressful, most tearful, and most angry days of my entire
life. To make a long-story short, after a deluge of phone calls, they finally
scheduled me for 2 pm but it did not happen until 7:40 that evening and we got
home at 9:30 pm. We learned the next morning that the entire fiasco had “gone
to the top” involving even hospital president.
But the “worst of times” includes the “best of times.” On Thursday we met the
most supportive and compassionate and spiritually-connected nurses. (So very
grateful our daughter Christiana could be at my side the entire day.)
Friday brought additional disappointments when we learned my white-cell blood
had dropped so low that I could only get a 50% chemo treatment. We
thought that those blood-count problems would come in months ahead and not this
soon. Even my oncologist was somewhat surprised.
But after chemo on
Friday, Christiana drove us to Hull, MA in order to attend an all-day retreat on
Saturday at Glastonbury Abbey in Hingham, led by one of my favorite Andover
Newton Seminary professors (also a published poet). Ed and I have been to other
longer retreats at Glastonbury Abbey during my seminary years also led by this
same professor (Mark Burrows). The theme of this retreat was “I Believe in
Nights” - based on the professor’s recently published translation of Rainer Maria Rilke’s early prayer-poems. My friend Lydia told us about it and so
nice to have Christiana participate as well. (If you do not know
Glastonbury Abbey, it’s worth checking out!)
The incredible synchronicity of Rilke’s seeking and seeing God’s light and love
“in the night” and in the “darkness” was just amazingly powerful and positive
for all of us. There were about 40-50 people there and it was exhilarating to
be in such an attentive, responsive group of people. LOVED EVERY MINUTE OF THE
DAY!
Christiana leaves for
home at noon. Michael arrived later to visit and watch Super Bowl with Ed.
Katharine and her daughter Graylin arrive next week and we are planning a
family Valentine feast on the 16th! And then my siblings and some of their
children will have a bigger family celebration/reunion here on Sunday the
17th. If things can stay as scheduled for next 2 weeks, Ed and I will fly
to Florida on Wednesday Feb 20th and arrangements have been made for me to
continue chemo down there.
So far I have had no
ill-effects from the chemo and just hoping my blood count this week allows
getting even minimum chemo dosage. I thought that by now I’d be in a routine
and have more time to get in touch with each of you but the days have been full
to overflowing with medical and family phone calls, appointments with lawyers
and doctors. I have begun both Yoga class and also Tai Chi at St. Anne’s.
Except for past Thursday I have been positive and happy and enjoying the deluge
of letters and cards from our many friends through the years! Thanks you for
your cards, soups, prayers and love.
Inspiring words for me today from today’s lectionary readings:
Jeremiah 1: 4
Now the word of the Lord came to me saying, 5 Before I formed you in
the womb I knew you, and before you were born I consecrated you (and) 19
I am with you, says the Lord, to deliver you.
Psalm 71: 14
But I will hope continually, and will praise you yet more and more.
1 Corinthians 13: 12
For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then we will see face to face. Now
I know only in part; then I will know fully, even as I have been fully
known. 13And now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; and
the greatest of these is love.
I miss you and love
you and pray for you.
Denise
Picture of Golden Pond, Sunset February 3, 2013
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