Thanks be to God!

Okay. It's Friday, January 23, 2026, and hallelujah, I am home now from my 3 day of intense treatment for flu, pneumonia, and some triggered heart atrial fibrillation, (afib). What a nightmarish experience. Not because of the care I was given. Not because of a challenge to my faith in God. It was a crisis of my own making. I became totally incapable of being in control making me 100% vulnerable and 100% dependent on all these people zipping in and out. Drugs taken, drugs pumped into my system, 24 hours per day and all I could do was just lay there. Some of the conversations going on forth and back kept me guessing about just how serious this might be. God was with me. My family. My Church family. Extended family and so many friends, some from far away. Prayers. Me? Helpless. Okay. I learned something. I know that's surprising but I did. God wanted me to know this: When there's nothing I can do, there's no end to what He can accomplish using whatever means He chooses. Lil Miss Biscuit has been right here with me. She is not fond of the mask but she knows well who it is underneath it. Still taking what the young nurse called mini but mighty drugs, the steroids in particular are doing a number on my blood sugar readings even causing my little meter to scratch her head. Ha! There's more and since I was there and since this is 'my' blog, I will likely share some of it. Thanks for all the prayers. Do this for me: Take a moment and thank God for His provision for his 'not in control' servant. Amen 🙏