A Gratitude Deficit
We’re hoping this devotion series will serve as a long overdue thank you to the congregation. While it’s been said that I write well, I don’t write often, and I mail even less. As a result, we have a significant gratitude deficit to make up for. The volume of cards and well wishes from our church never ceases to amaze and inspire us. The handcrafted angel the children made for us is destined to become an heirloom. We love it.
I’m hoping that all who read this will accept this devotion and the following series as our most heartfelt gratitude to all of you. We wish to thank the UMW Cheer Group, the Caring Community, the Outreach Committee, and of course all of the individual members who contribute to our recovery simply by reminding us that we’re not alone in our efforts. We shall continue to endeavor to not disappoint. If I were to list everyone who’s wished us well with cards, calls, food, visits, etc., it would pretty much be everyone, suffice it to say that we say a prayer for all of you before we eat anything, and usually before we sleep, unless of course we doze off first.
You may have noticed we’ve been absent for a while, rest assured, it’s not by design or desire. We lost our transportation last year for several months and so going anywhere outside rehab was a challenge. Insurance! Arrrgghh!! If you ever wondered where Satan is, rest assured, he’s working diligently in the back room of your insurance company. We recently secured transport again just in time for me to transport the Lovely & Gracious to the sunshine state. We do all her therapies down here, and she continues to set new records for the rehab profession.
I think this’ll be my last series bordering on the caliginous. Henceforth I want to get back to comical representations of random obscure thoughts and events that seem to occur only to me. I have quite a collection already.
(We’re anxious to meet Pastor Ray, all reports have been most positive, encouraging and supportive. Let him know he’s soon to meet the most dysfunctional couple in the congregation, but we’re good for a laugh. Should be a hoot.)
Now that I can talk about things without coming completely unglued, I’ve written a series for you that delves into the emotional aspects of loss and recovery. I hope that someone in need may find something in here that helps. That is of course the goal of all devotions.
For now, I’ll go get Jeri off the stair climber and put her on the bike. See you all in spring. Send our love and gratitude to all.
Ron Draper
We’re hoping this devotion series will serve as a long overdue thank you to the congregation. While it’s been said that I write well, I don’t write often, and I mail even less. As a result, we have a significant gratitude deficit to make up for. The volume of cards and well wishes from our church never ceases to amaze and inspire us. The handcrafted angel the children made for us is destined to become an heirloom. We love it.
I’m hoping that all who read this will accept this devotion and the following series as our most heartfelt gratitude to all of you. We wish to thank the UMW Cheer Group, the Caring Community, the Outreach Committee, and of course all of the individual members who contribute to our recovery simply by reminding us that we’re not alone in our efforts. We shall continue to endeavor to not disappoint. If I were to list everyone who’s wished us well with cards, calls, food, visits, etc., it would pretty much be everyone, suffice it to say that we say a prayer for all of you before we eat anything, and usually before we sleep, unless of course we doze off first.
You may have noticed we’ve been absent for a while, rest assured, it’s not by design or desire. We lost our transportation last year for several months and so going anywhere outside rehab was a challenge. Insurance! Arrrgghh!! If you ever wondered where Satan is, rest assured, he’s working diligently in the back room of your insurance company. We recently secured transport again just in time for me to transport the Lovely & Gracious to the sunshine state. We do all her therapies down here, and she continues to set new records for the rehab profession.
I think this’ll be my last series bordering on the caliginous. Henceforth I want to get back to comical representations of random obscure thoughts and events that seem to occur only to me. I have quite a collection already.
(We’re anxious to meet Pastor Ray, all reports have been most positive, encouraging and supportive. Let him know he’s soon to meet the most dysfunctional couple in the congregation, but we’re good for a laugh. Should be a hoot.)
Now that I can talk about things without coming completely unglued, I’ve written a series for you that delves into the emotional aspects of loss and recovery. I hope that someone in need may find something in here that helps. That is of course the goal of all devotions.
For now, I’ll go get Jeri off the stair climber and put her on the bike. See you all in spring. Send our love and gratitude to all.
Ron Draper
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