In yesterday’s post, I whined and complained about how horrible I was feeling because of PMS and this stomach bug that doesn’t seem to ever go away. Today at my women’s Bible Study meeting, I learned that my friend Beve (the one on hospice care with abdominal cancer) slipped into a coma yesterday. Her husband seems sure she will be seeing Jesus very soon. My heart is heavy. And I am ashamed at my self-pity.
I keep thinking of Terri Shiavo. Her husband is doing anything he can to make sure that she dies. Beve’s husband, Dale, would do anything he could to make Beve’s cancer go away and keep her with him. This world is so messed up.
With a heavy heart,