Month: November 2025

I have been thinking about something I’ve always said when talking about plans. I can’t help myself. It’s ingrained in me to say it.

I tack on a little phrase after my statement regarding future plans: “Lord willing.”

If you have the same habit, you are my tribe.

We do not know what the future holds, but we know WHO holds the future.

Corgi has dabbled in so many things in life. Six decades will do that for someone. I look back at my childhood, my college years, my missionary days, my military days, my home-schooling days, my teaching days (in public schools), my losses and illnesses.

My illnesses. The illnesses of those I love. The deaths.

I don’t know what tomorrow holds, but I know WHO holds tomorrow.

I will see healing, Lord willing.

I will see reconciliation, Lord willing.

I will continue to be of use in this world, Lord willing.

Knowing that the God who shaped the stars is actually shaping my own little life is awe striking.

That He forgives me my lack of faith, my failing, my shortcoming, is remarkable.

That He loves me is beyond my comprehension.

Why would He love me?

Why would He care about me and my future?

My favorite verse in the Bible is a common favorite verse. Jeremiah 29:11, For I know the plans I have for you, plans to prosper, and not to harm you, to give you a hope and a future.

This verse is for Israel, but we can claim it for ourselves. We have been grafted in. It is a promise that is precious and sustaining.

Yes, the Lord IS willing to prosper us and not to harm us.

Life on earth is fraught with trouble, but the Lord’s will is to prosper us. We have the hope of eternal life, nailed down by Christ’s death on the cross.

Faith, belief, trust, hope. We are His, and HE IS MINE.

For this I am thankful.

Remember that old song?

My music was limited to bus rides and church back in those days. Of course I played/practiced my instruments diligently. Very often an old song will come to mind as I piece together the thoughts I’m supposed to be having.

I’m well. I got to go to church yesterday and in the afternoon I had coffee with a very good friend. A very good day.

I am healing. I still get twinges of pain, but I think I feel really good overall. I’m still attempting to limit myself with lifting more than 15 lbs. It’s hard. That is the hardest thing for me. There are always things to be lifted around the house.

I am so grateful for the help I received this past week from two different church families. My yard work was done, and I got a load of wood for the fireplace. I’m so blessed.

Two special ladies prayed for me at church. I am always so moved when someone just says “Let me pray with you!”

It is healing.

When trouble comes I look for the supernatural signs that God is still in the picture.

I know He is, but I just need that extra reassurance to boost my resolve and my faith.

Yes, I am weak. If only I had faith the size of a mustard seed.

God is so gracious. He gave me a marvelous sign. As you know I am not earning any income right now. Living on savings….

(Thankful for medical insurance!)

But I had committed to paying my tithe every month. I was going to just pay that fixed amount out of my savings this month.

A friend that I haven’t kept up with enough over the years sent me an encouraging card with a check for the EXACT amount of my monthly tithe. I’m going to write to her and tell her that she is the biggest ENCOURAGER !! What a splendid, supernatural act! God used her to encourage me in the most wonderful way! My tithe is covered!

All of my needs ARE COVERED!

God WILL provide all your needs! I haven’t had to tap into social security nor retirement yet. God is SO GOOD.

I do hope to get back to subbing in January, maybe in mid December, even. Back in the saddle.

I just wanted to share this lovely gift from God.

Come soon, Lord Jesus! MARANATHA!

Here is a brief summary of what Corgi has been going through these past two months.

Yesterday was the 12th of November. On the 12th of September I had severe pain in my abdomen.

I had a tumor.

The tumor was benign, removed on October 28th. Also removed were ALL unnecessary organs in that part of my body.

In one of those organs I had thyroid cancer. Only 13mm of it, but still, cancer.

Yesterday I visited an endocrinologist. My thyroid is actually working, according to blood work. I used to be on levothyroxin for hypothyroid syndrome. I weaned myself off that medication several years ago.

The type of diagnosis that I have currently is extremely rare.

I will have my thyroid screened tomorrow, to see if there are nodules on it. If so, there will be discussion about the next step. Actually the specialists are in discussion right now, anyway. Rare cases require discussion.

I have been blessed, and I am thankful for:

Timely treatment appointments

A dear friend who has literally walked me through this, she’s got the notebook and she’s asking the questions!

Wonderful and supportive, praying friends and family who encourage me

I feel GREAT after the tumor is out of me (It was 13cm, so I was feeling it!)

All malignant cells were removed from my abdomen

I was happy with the specialist who saw me yesterday

I really liked the surgeon and the provider who treated me

I can drive (a bit) again

I am in a six week recovery period, but I still feel somewhat productive

God is providing, (but I get anxious with all these bills and no income)

I hope to be back substitute teaching a LOT in January

I am blessed with a beautiful autumn, the regular company of my two youngest children

The anticipation of holding my grandson, born in September, more

Did you see the northern lights? We did.

Thanks for praying for me! I don’t know what the future holds, but I know WHO holds the future.

MARANATHA!!!

Another pathological report came through yesterday. I should have held off on the reports about the first one until the complete picture came through.

My surgery went great. Everything was cleanly removed.

The tumor was benign, but it contained thyroid tissue, which was an anomaly. There was thyroid cancer in one of the ovaries. (So Far).

This is unusual, and I will need to see an endocrinologist. The outlook is positive. I will know more after my post-op appointment, but there are still some big unanswered questions.

Life continues peacefully here at Corgi Hollows. I love having Ed working from here more often. Cherie is in and out.

My calligraphy class is the epitome of quiet healing.

If life could be this peaceful all the time it would be a joy, but I might get tired of the perpetual quiet.

For now it is perfect.

As I field another “crisis” in my life I am constantly wondering at the level of faith I have in my heart and spirit.

Spiritual discipline, the daily Bible reading and prayer, are my bread and water. The emotions are all over, worry and gratefulness spike and recede. I must turn to truths from Scripture to field the highs and lows.

God will take care of me.

That is the truth, and I will cling to it.

MARANATHA!

Colossians 3:8-9

But now ye also put off all of these; anger, wrath, malice, blasphemy, filthy communication from out of your mouth. Lie not one to another, seeing that ye have put off the old man with his deeds.

A post has been brewing in my mind these past weeks, the title above.

Judging people is something we all do in our minds and hearts. It’s what we do.

Judge not lest ye be judged. Jesus warns us that we need to check out our own standards before looking at others.

Lately I’ve seen some mean-spirited judgment among our fellow Christian brotherhood. Whether or not they are RIGHT is beside the point. People make mistakes. It is not our place to shout out judgment to the winds of our current society and its forms of communication.

Whether or not something is provocative is in the eye of the beholder. Gray areas are gray areas. I believe this pertains to people who are going through crisis more. Grief and trauma really mess up normalcy.

God is a God of grace and mercy. He is the supreme judge and He WILL judge. We are accountable to Him, and thankfully He is forgiving, even when we mess up in our trauma or profound grief.

Public figures have, of course, a higher standard to meet, but they are sinners and weak, compromised and trodden down as we all are.

Grace is certainly not a license to sin. I’m sad to see so many stoop to the lows of foul language. I want to shout,”Cut it out!”

I am sad to see people drop judgment on those that are suffering already. Cut it out!

I want to see people acting righteously and uprightly 100 percent of the time, but I know we are all sinners. We all mess up.

Keep your judgment to yourself. I need to cut it out….

I know that I messed up in my trauma and grief, without any intention of doing so. Sometimes it just happened. It may have looked bad to someone watching. It was completely random! I remember at least one specific situation. I still regret it, but it was completely random. I am thankful that I was the one who had the regrets and no one else seemed to witness my failure. I would have been judged.

It’s between me and the Lord. He knows the whole situation, all the angles, all the intent.

May we all be willing to discern right from wrong, watch for a fitting time to teach, refrain from public judgment, and forgive.

The Holy Spirit is a gentle teacher. He is far more gentle than most of us.

May Jesus come soon and save us from ourselves, save us from the judgment of those around us.

MARANATHA!