The hatchling with the red shell had been photographed earlier in the month, wanting to be sure to get on the blog before June and her family went down to Okinawa, but it was already the last day!
"That's okay sweetie. I'll put you up here, okay?" It blinked for me a few times. Onto the post then...
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"What do: a Journal, Lab Results, & a Key have in common?"
Well, when I got to the U.S. and began writing in my journal, I realized I had only a few pages left and would run out way before I got back home. You want me to go the tail end of the trip without journaling, that's fine with me, I prayed.. But a few days later, my sister Joyce, completely unaware of the situation, asked if I could use a spiral notebook journal with elastic placeholder and pen. Could I? Wasn't this God's smiling provision?
Joyce was with me when the U.S. endocrinologist said he'd send written support of use of medication--I wanted this so badly--after seeing the Japanese clinic's test results for my thyroid. Yet, a few weeks later, when Japanese clinicians refused to release test results, I wondered if I needed to trust God more, not try to ensure my own safety, and put it all back in His Hands. Imagine my surprise this past doctor's visit when results of thyroid bloodwork the past 13 years had been printed out to be given me--another wink from God?
That afternoon, we had a visit from our landlord. When I got back from my U.S. trip, and decided to move, we tried repeatedly to contact the landlord but couldn't reach him. In the end, we thought we would pay the final bills, turn everything off, and mail him the keys. But he contacted us several days ago and came so we could have a nice talk. He'd been gone a while and will be on another trip the day we leave, but we were able to see him today. It felt like God was smiling again, giving us much better closure than what we had foreseen.
A notebook, test results, a landlord? All things that had been out of my hands...then God handed back to me--what an Amazing Father!
