Miracle Health & Spontaneous House Projects

So, when I woke up today, I felt like death. Live in the bathroom death. I hated my body and everything that it was putting me through, but I scraped myself off the ground and pushed forward. It worked fairly well, until around 1 pm. That's when I decided that I needed to nap. The two hour time span in the middle of the night when my body decided to keep me awake and running to the bathroom for no reason really had taken its toll on me. So, I called and made sure to cancel an afternoon appointment and when I did, was able to speak to one of the most amazing women that I know.

When I told her that I was ill and wouldn't be able to keep the meeting and asked her to pass the message along to the right person, she immediately asked to pray with me over the phone. I swear that this makes no sense whatsoever, but immediately, as she was praying, I felt like my insides were being pieced back together and aside from being sleepy, my ailments were diminished.

[Let me insert my side note here. I am not, by any means one of those people that believe that you can speak in tongues or lay hands on people and taa-daa, they are healed, but this woman has a spiritual gift with prayer. I know it is true. She continually offers prayer and always, always, always calms my nerves with her words to God. And today, there is nothing else that I can think of other than her prayers and it sends shivers down my spine.]

I went to sleep only to be woken an hour later from a deep sleep. A friend had texted me and I felt like I needed to respond. Then, after laying there a moment, I realized that I wasn't tired. And I felt wonderful.

I texted Jose and said that I was hungry. Like, haven't eaten in five days hungry and requested going out for dinner. Soon, he got home from work and Isa got off the bus and we went out for an amazing Mexican dinner, then went shopping at Menards. While there, we decided to buy paint. One gallon of paint for the dining room. For about a year, we have had paint cards tucked into the doorway of the french doors trying to decide how to best match the walls so that you couldn't tell we made the repair. Today, on a whim, we bought a totally different shade of green and came home to paint the entire dining room.

Yes. It's true. We came home and after tucking the kids into bed, repainted the entire dining room in two hours. And, the best part is, we even took a break. The break came when we were painting and I said that I really wanted a snack, and I was thinking that mint chocolate chip ice cream sounded amazing, and before I could finish my thought, Jose blurted out that he wanted mint chocolate chip ice cream. Our walls are the color of mint (it's called Spring Green). The trim is a beautiful chocoate stain color. I am in love.

The best part, and the part that I want to remember forever is this:

As we were painting, Jose was uncertain at first. He's not the biggest fan of my color choices and he steers away from bright colors, but as we began to see the walls come together, he admitted that he liked it. A lot. And he said, "It's not that the old color was bad, but it was just sad, like we were all gloomy and sad all the time...."

To which I replied, "Maybe we were sad all the time, so it suited us, but now, we're not, so this is better."

He agreed.

So, cheers! To new health. To new walls. To new life.

God is amazing!