It will probably relieve many of you, that I didn't operate a chainsaw yesterday! ;) Zac was a tremendous help, trimming up the trees in our yard with a bow saw. He did a great job, as you can tell by the picture above. Amber and Ethan had a little fun with the tractor when the branches weren't in the wagon. We have quite a pile of branches to eventually burn. And I promise to leave the burning to someone else...just incase any of you think I might set the house on fire accidentally. Matt, our son, also helped this weekend to move out an extra refrigerator we had in our garage. I'm so grateful for all of the helping hands these past two years. I can do many things, but there are some projects way over my head and strength.

Mike wasn't able to be outside very much today. He even once had to sit down in the middle of the driveway because he felt woozy. He continues to be weak, and gets light headed from the sun being so bright. He spent some time with Amber and Ethan though, inside the house and on the screened in porch.

When family, company and visitors are around, Mike puts on a good front, but I really would appreciate your continued prayers for him....not only for his physical health...but emotional health as well. He is very discouraged since being on these latest treatments. They seem to suck every ounce of energy right out of him, and I often find him just staring off in the distance, looking sad. When I ask him what he's thinking about, he just tells me he hates feeling how he is physically, having no energy most days....and that he can't stand the idea of living life this way. I struggle knowing how to comfort him, and encourage him.

Mike was always such an active, high-strung personality, and just really enjoyed life so fully when he was well. Tennis, range shooting, reloading, building things, grilling, playing chef, caring for our home and yard, and taking long rides to nowhere, were the kind of things he did when he wasn't working. So two years of this going on, is really discouraging him. He knows he's having trouble cognitively (forgetting things probably due to all the drugs he's on), and the weakness is even interfering with him being able to go to physical therapy. He tells me it's hard right now finding a reason to get out of bed. I just pray that God's peace would completely envelope him, and he might be willing to discover new things that may not require so much from him.

Thank you for lifting Mike up, and praying with me about our situation.

"There are times when encouragement means a lot. And a word is enough to convey it." -Grace Stricker Dawson