Sunday, January 30, 2011

Toe The Line

My dad has had to have his toe amputated. He is 81 years old, and my mother (who has fallen down the stairs twice now; once with wine bottles which broke and cut her requiring surgery, and once taking out the trash where she trip and fell face-first into the concrete) is 78.

Of course I am the only one without a worldly job, so I am nominated to change the bandage daily, and to do any work they require which may entail going up or down the stairs.

I am not, nor will I complain. I'm just letting ya'll know that I have been very busy (and side-tracked by the enemy), and it would be such a blessing if you would keep this situation in your prayers.

Thank You!

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