Worrying stinks. It makes me tired and irritable.
I have read and read about how worrying does not help a situation. I can know these things but the devil still likes to work on me. It is just a matter of overcoming these fears.
I am ready for my appointment to be over on Monday!!!
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
rest
Earlier after I posted on my blog today that I was not feeling well. One of my good friends sent an email to me that says, "I think maybe you're doing too much - SLOW DOWN and prop up those feet... I know that when you're feeling better, you're the kind of person who wants to go out and do things..." Think she knows me?
Yesterday, my Christian counselor said, amongst many other words of wonderful advice, "The 'to-do' (as in a to-do list) is 'to be' today. Be still, aware and grateful."
Today in the mail I received a greeting card from some old family friends that said, "...My presence shall go with the thee, and I will give thee rest." (Exodus 33:14) and "May the peace of God's presence bring rest during your time of illness and healing for your body."
I am wondering if Someone is trying to tell me something...
Yesterday, my Christian counselor said, amongst many other words of wonderful advice, "The 'to-do' (as in a to-do list) is 'to be' today. Be still, aware and grateful."
Today in the mail I received a greeting card from some old family friends that said, "...My presence shall go with the thee, and I will give thee rest." (Exodus 33:14) and "May the peace of God's presence bring rest during your time of illness and healing for your body."
I am wondering if Someone is trying to tell me something...
Is the other shoe about to fall?
Please pray for me. While I generally feel well, I can feel some of the symptoms that put me in the hospital: tiredness, some swelling, etc.
I had blood taken today and have an appointment with my liver transplant doctor on Monday.
I had blood taken today and have an appointment with my liver transplant doctor on Monday.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
I woke up this morning worrying and then realized the problem: I have been too busy to take care of myself in the correct manner. In my quiet time God reminded me that "Life is a walk, not a race."
In looking back through my previous blogs, I discovered I had used that quote about 6 weeks ago . If only I took heed of my own words! Slow down and concentrate on what is important, Dawn! Do not get stressed - it it harmful to your health.
Three days after I posted the "walk, not run" quote, there was a post about my cankles. That certainly is one way to get my attention. I could barely walk (picture me on the motorized carts at HEB and Target). You can't very well run if you cannot walk!
I do not want to get to that place again - so it is time to make a bold move and attach the pictures from the day when I checked into the hospital. I am about 50 pounds less than than that now. That is how much fluid how built up in me. UGH!
Thursday, October 22, 2009
the delivery man cometh...
I have been agonizing over sending this email (or post depending how you are reading it) for a few days now. Our family has truly enjoyed every meal! What a blessing it has been to us! (Of course, my kids are still a little shocked at homemade meals - ha! I hope they are not too used to it!)
The agonizing comes in because I am honestly scared that when I say that I think I can try handling it now that things will change again.
That being said, we are going to give this a try and have the meals stop coming November 8(the delivery people miss us anyway). Thank you again - and thank you for your continued prayers!
The Trozzo's
The agonizing comes in because I am honestly scared that when I say that I think I can try handling it now that things will change again.
An aside: last time I went to the doctor and he asked how I felt, I was scared to tell him "good" and told him as such. He responded by saying, "Are you just waiting for the other shoe to drop?" and I nodded. He said this was common among his patients.What is not common, however, is that I have God and I can trust in Him!
That being said, we are going to give this a try and have the meals stop coming November 8(the delivery people miss us anyway). Thank you again - and thank you for your continued prayers!
The Trozzo's
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Run in the Rain...
I am sitting here watching the clouds roll in while clearing out my email inbox. I am taking the time to read some touching emails. I hope to respond to them soon. This one (from an elementary school friend that has been a treasure to me during this time) particularly touched me today as I wait for the rain to come. Many of you have probably read it before, but it cannot hurt to read it again:
A little girl had been shopping with her Mom in Target. She must have been 6 years old, this beautiful red haired, freckle faced image of innocence.
It was pouring outside. The kind of rain that gushes over the top of rain gutters, so much in a hurry to hit the earth it has no time to flow down the spout.
We all stood there, under the awning, just inside the door of the Target. We waited, some patiently, others irritated because nature messed up their hurried day.
I am always mesmerized by rainfall. I got lost in the sound and sight of the heavens washing away the dirt and dust of the world. Memories of running, splashing so carefree as a child came pouring in as a welcome reprieve from the worries of my day.
Her little voice was so sweet as it broke the hypnotic trance we were all caught in, 'Mom let's run through the rain,'she said.
'What?' Mom asked.
'Let's run through the rain!' She repeated.
'No, honey. We'll wait until it slows down a bit,' Mom replied.
This young child waited a minute and repeated: 'Mom, let's run through the rain.
''We'll get soaked if we do,' Mom said.
'No, we won't, Mom. That's not what you said this morning,' the young girl said as she tugged at her Mom's arm.
'This morning? When did I say we could run through the rain and not get wet?
''Don't you remember? When you were talking to Daddy about his cancer, you said, 'If God can get us through this, he can get us through anything!''
The entire crowd stopped dead silent. I swear you couldn't hear anything but the rain. We all stood silently. No one left.
Mom paused and thought for a moment about what she would say.
Now some would laugh it off and scold her for being silly. Some might even ignore what was said. But this was a moment of affirmation in a young child's life A time when innocent trust can be nurtured so that it will bloom into faith.
'Honey, you are absolutely right. Let's run through the rain. If GOD let's us get wet, well maybe we just need washing,' Mom said.Then off they ran.
We all stood watching, smiling and laughing as they darted past the cars and yes, through the puddles.
They got soaked. They were followed by a few who screamed and laughed like children all the way to their cars.
And yes, I did. I ran. I got wet. I needed washing.
Circumstances or people can take away your material possessions, they can take away your money, and they can take away your health. But no one can ever take away your precious memories...So, don't forget to make time and take the opportunities to make memories everyday.
To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under heaven. I HOPE YOU STILL TAKE THE TIME TO RUN THROUGH THE RAIN.They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them.
A little girl had been shopping with her Mom in Target. She must have been 6 years old, this beautiful red haired, freckle faced image of innocence.
It was pouring outside. The kind of rain that gushes over the top of rain gutters, so much in a hurry to hit the earth it has no time to flow down the spout.
We all stood there, under the awning, just inside the door of the Target. We waited, some patiently, others irritated because nature messed up their hurried day.
I am always mesmerized by rainfall. I got lost in the sound and sight of the heavens washing away the dirt and dust of the world. Memories of running, splashing so carefree as a child came pouring in as a welcome reprieve from the worries of my day.
Her little voice was so sweet as it broke the hypnotic trance we were all caught in, 'Mom let's run through the rain,'she said.
'What?' Mom asked.
'Let's run through the rain!' She repeated.
'No, honey. We'll wait until it slows down a bit,' Mom replied.
This young child waited a minute and repeated: 'Mom, let's run through the rain.
''We'll get soaked if we do,' Mom said.
'No, we won't, Mom. That's not what you said this morning,' the young girl said as she tugged at her Mom's arm.
'This morning? When did I say we could run through the rain and not get wet?
''Don't you remember? When you were talking to Daddy about his cancer, you said, 'If God can get us through this, he can get us through anything!''
The entire crowd stopped dead silent. I swear you couldn't hear anything but the rain. We all stood silently. No one left.
Mom paused and thought for a moment about what she would say.
Now some would laugh it off and scold her for being silly. Some might even ignore what was said. But this was a moment of affirmation in a young child's life A time when innocent trust can be nurtured so that it will bloom into faith.
'Honey, you are absolutely right. Let's run through the rain. If GOD let's us get wet, well maybe we just need washing,' Mom said.Then off they ran.
We all stood watching, smiling and laughing as they darted past the cars and yes, through the puddles.
They got soaked. They were followed by a few who screamed and laughed like children all the way to their cars.
And yes, I did. I ran. I got wet. I needed washing.
Circumstances or people can take away your material possessions, they can take away your money, and they can take away your health. But no one can ever take away your precious memories...So, don't forget to make time and take the opportunities to make memories everyday.
To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under heaven. I HOPE YOU STILL TAKE THE TIME TO RUN THROUGH THE RAIN.They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
please...
...pray for me.
This is not something to do with my health - although any stress can greatly affect my health (which I have seen the past few days).
Please pray for relief from emotional stress that I am feeling and help me in dealing with relationships in a whole new way now because of my illness. Please let me be understanding that others cannot know what I am going through and I have to tell them what I need instead of assuming they know what can help me - and what does not help me.
Thank you.
This is not something to do with my health - although any stress can greatly affect my health (which I have seen the past few days).
Please pray for relief from emotional stress that I am feeling and help me in dealing with relationships in a whole new way now because of my illness. Please let me be understanding that others cannot know what I am going through and I have to tell them what I need instead of assuming they know what can help me - and what does not help me.
Thank you.
Friday, October 16, 2009
the 17th
One month ago today I was told I probably only had 3 weeks to live. We showed them!
Thank you for all your prayers!
Most especially - thank you God that we can expect miracles!
I will continue to follow these milestones on the 17th of every month. March 17 will be 6 months. That will most likely be when they evaluate me for the transplant. Please pray that I can send out another post that day which says: "We showed them!"
Thank you for all your prayers!
Most especially - thank you God that we can expect miracles!
I will continue to follow these milestones on the 17th of every month. March 17 will be 6 months. That will most likely be when they evaluate me for the transplant. Please pray that I can send out another post that day which says: "We showed them!"
Two Young Boys
Things have been going so well healthwise that most of these posts have been about what I have been learning about God and myself. In this time I have neglected some things (or "someone's") important: my 2 sweet little boys.
So this time I am not writing this post to tell you about something I have learned, but to ask for your help: any advice or suggestions you can give me about dealing with kids and a parent's sickness (and, of course, please pray for them).
Jared and Payne are the strong silent types (wonder where they get that from - SMILE) so it is hard to tell how they are handling this situation.
No - nothing dramatic has happened. I just want to stay on top of the situation. I don't want them permanently affected by my illness - unless it is for the better.
On Wednesday, I had parent/teacher conferences and their wonderful teachers said they are thriving in school. One teacher said their class prays for me every day. My son won't pray himself but if prayer time has not happened yet, he reminds the teacher so his class can pray for me.
Yesterday, Payne read a daily devotional (we 3 read this book almost every morning on the way to school) to Jared and me. It was about Walter Payton. Great reading but a little silence in the car when it said, "Sadly, Payton died of a liver disease in 1999 at age 45." Ugh!
So this time I am not writing this post to tell you about something I have learned, but to ask for your help: any advice or suggestions you can give me about dealing with kids and a parent's sickness (and, of course, please pray for them).
Jared and Payne are the strong silent types (wonder where they get that from - SMILE) so it is hard to tell how they are handling this situation.
No - nothing dramatic has happened. I just want to stay on top of the situation. I don't want them permanently affected by my illness - unless it is for the better.
On Wednesday, I had parent/teacher conferences and their wonderful teachers said they are thriving in school. One teacher said their class prays for me every day. My son won't pray himself but if prayer time has not happened yet, he reminds the teacher so his class can pray for me.
Yesterday, Payne read a daily devotional (we 3 read this book almost every morning on the way to school) to Jared and me. It was about Walter Payton. Great reading but a little silence in the car when it said, "Sadly, Payton died of a liver disease in 1999 at age 45." Ugh!
Monday, October 12, 2009
Yet another trip to the doctor...
And it was great news! I do not know how to explain the details of what looks good from my bloodwork - but suffice it to say the doctor was very happy.
We adjusted some of my medications (down to 1 potassium horsepill from 4).
I will still have to get my bloodwork and go in for check-ups - not to mention other appointments.
The doctor did stress that I have to be closely monitored for another 5 months. I am by no means out of the woods yet but I am obviously doing all the right things (and God is working miracles). This requires still getting plenty of rest - which he is most cautious about right now - and keeping on the low sodium diet as much as possible.
Thank you all for your prayers - but please do not stop now! As the doctor said, things could change in a heartbeat.
I just got back from taking Jared to the doctor. He has a bronchial infection but the doctor is giving him flu medication to be cautious for my sake. The flu could land me right back in the hospital - so I am washing my hands liberally. Please pray for our household and sweet little Jared because this will likely throw him out of football for the week.
Coincidence (or what I like to call "God things"):
While I was in the hospital, Jared befriended a new boy in his grade, Clark. I had never met the mother or any of the family. Clay and Clark's parents worked out some play dates with the boys.
No one had told Clark's Mom I was in the hospital or at home sick. She must have thought I was some sort of absentee mother because she also had left messages on the home machine I was not checking (and Clay does not have the code).
Clark's Mom, Brenda, finally caught wind of my condition.
I have still not met Brenda or the rest of Clark's family but Jared has been over there some more and is really enjoying it.
Brenda emailed me today while I was writing this post. She mentioned she had read the blog briefly a COUPLE OF WEEKS AGO (this is key) but had not read it since.
She said Lamentations 3 has helped her through hard times, so I just now read it.
1) This chapter (and others) in Lamentations are acrostic POEMS. Can you believe my post last night talked about me wanting to read more poems?
2) Last week I wrote about practicing aloha. This is from the notes of the Life Application Bible regarding Lamentations 3:21: "God's compassion never ends. Compassion is love in action." Aloha = love in action!!!
We adjusted some of my medications (down to 1 potassium horsepill from 4).
I will still have to get my bloodwork and go in for check-ups - not to mention other appointments.
The doctor did stress that I have to be closely monitored for another 5 months. I am by no means out of the woods yet but I am obviously doing all the right things (and God is working miracles). This requires still getting plenty of rest - which he is most cautious about right now - and keeping on the low sodium diet as much as possible.
Thank you all for your prayers - but please do not stop now! As the doctor said, things could change in a heartbeat.
I just got back from taking Jared to the doctor. He has a bronchial infection but the doctor is giving him flu medication to be cautious for my sake. The flu could land me right back in the hospital - so I am washing my hands liberally. Please pray for our household and sweet little Jared because this will likely throw him out of football for the week.
Coincidence (or what I like to call "God things"):
While I was in the hospital, Jared befriended a new boy in his grade, Clark. I had never met the mother or any of the family. Clay and Clark's parents worked out some play dates with the boys.
No one had told Clark's Mom I was in the hospital or at home sick. She must have thought I was some sort of absentee mother because she also had left messages on the home machine I was not checking (and Clay does not have the code).
Clark's Mom, Brenda, finally caught wind of my condition.
I have still not met Brenda or the rest of Clark's family but Jared has been over there some more and is really enjoying it.
Brenda emailed me today while I was writing this post. She mentioned she had read the blog briefly a COUPLE OF WEEKS AGO (this is key) but had not read it since.
She said Lamentations 3 has helped her through hard times, so I just now read it.
1) This chapter (and others) in Lamentations are acrostic POEMS. Can you believe my post last night talked about me wanting to read more poems?
2) Last week I wrote about practicing aloha. This is from the notes of the Life Application Bible regarding Lamentations 3:21: "God's compassion never ends. Compassion is love in action." Aloha = love in action!!!
Sunday, October 11, 2009
The Lakes I Did Not Enjoy...
This morning I went to see a movie called "Bright Star-" a "chick flick" to which I hated to subject Clay. It is a love story involving the famous poet John Keats.
A quote from the movie has stuck with me. I have not researched enough to know if it is actually from a Keats poem or the writer of the movie took liberties.
“The point of diving in a lake is not immediately to swim to the shore; it’s to be in the lake, to luxuriate in the sensation of water. You do not work the lake out.”
How often do I rush through things without enjoying them or learning from them?
Do I do my DQT's first thing in the morning because I know it is the right thing to do or because I want to get closer to God?
Do I try to get through each day trying to attempt just marking items off my to-do list? Or do I sometimes ignore that list so I can concentrate on an important relationship?
All of these actions and many others accumulate to make a life missing out on a lot.
This "wake-up call" of my liver disease is one way of God telling me to enjoy life - get closer to Him so I know him even better than I will in Heaven (and pass God's lovingkindness on to others), get closer to my family and friends, get closer and apprecaite nature and all that is around me, and the list could go on.
An aside:John Keats died in Rome and is buried at the bottom of the Spanish steps. Clay and I were there a couple of years ago - and chose not to go to the museum dedicated to Keats and a fellow poet. Let's be realistic: how many people really liked or understood poetry in high school and college? Today I have gone online and read some incredible quotes from poems. I think I may get it now - and am anxious to continue to study poetry (so if anyone has suggestions please let me know). That is another example of a "lake" I did not enjoy.
P.S. I have an appointment tomorrow morning with Dr. Galati for a check-up and for a follow-up on all my bloodwork. Please pray for good results. Thank you.
A quote from the movie has stuck with me. I have not researched enough to know if it is actually from a Keats poem or the writer of the movie took liberties.
“The point of diving in a lake is not immediately to swim to the shore; it’s to be in the lake, to luxuriate in the sensation of water. You do not work the lake out.”
How often do I rush through things without enjoying them or learning from them?
Do I do my DQT's first thing in the morning because I know it is the right thing to do or because I want to get closer to God?
Do I try to get through each day trying to attempt just marking items off my to-do list? Or do I sometimes ignore that list so I can concentrate on an important relationship?
All of these actions and many others accumulate to make a life missing out on a lot.
This "wake-up call" of my liver disease is one way of God telling me to enjoy life - get closer to Him so I know him even better than I will in Heaven (and pass God's lovingkindness on to others), get closer to my family and friends, get closer and apprecaite nature and all that is around me, and the list could go on.
An aside:John Keats died in Rome and is buried at the bottom of the Spanish steps. Clay and I were there a couple of years ago - and chose not to go to the museum dedicated to Keats and a fellow poet. Let's be realistic: how many people really liked or understood poetry in high school and college? Today I have gone online and read some incredible quotes from poems. I think I may get it now - and am anxious to continue to study poetry (so if anyone has suggestions please let me know). That is another example of a "lake" I did not enjoy.
P.S. I have an appointment tomorrow morning with Dr. Galati for a check-up and for a follow-up on all my bloodwork. Please pray for good results. Thank you.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Practice Aloha
I received a big package the other day from one of my best friends in Maui. It had all sorts of goodies in it - like macadamia nuts (all kinds - including the chocolate covered - yum) pineapple gummy bears, etc.
There was something in the box that my friend probably did not think much about when sending it to me. It is a simple bumper sticker. I am sure she threw it in the package for fun - and maybe as an afterthought. After all it is something we say a form of to eachother all of the time.
It says: "Practice Aloha."
It may not mean a lot to you - but it gives me immense comfort. Whether you know it or not, you are "practicing Aloha" right now.
In a (macadamia or coco-)nut shell it means, "Breath of Life."
That is powerful for a person who was told about 3 weeks ago they are standing on the brink of death. Not only did God initially give me the Breath of Life, and continues to do so, all of you and others - my family, my friends, and even strangers - give me hope, and therefore a breath of life, with your prayers, kind words, acts of kindness, etc.
Here are some versions of what practicing aloha means to some Hawaiians themselves:
1) Caring or treating someone the way you would like to be cared for or treated - and doing it with a smile that is genuine and sincere.
2) Aloha is love.
3) A couple says that in their house when things are getting stressed, they say they need to get things done "aloha style: slowly, gently, with peace in our hearts, softly, with love..."
4) Choosing to see the good (and thus creating more of it.)
Other key phrases:"Aloha ke Kahi. I ke Kahi." = Love one another.
"Aloha ke Akua" = God is Love
My golf pro and good friend in Maui wrote to me when hearing about my illness. He ended his letter with this:
Me Ke Aloha Pumehana= With warm love
So I say to you all now,Mahalo (Thank you) andMe Ke Aloha Pumehana
P.S. You can now find this sticker on the back of my car - so if you see it, honk, wave and say a little prayer!
There was something in the box that my friend probably did not think much about when sending it to me. It is a simple bumper sticker. I am sure she threw it in the package for fun - and maybe as an afterthought. After all it is something we say a form of to eachother all of the time.
It says: "Practice Aloha."
It may not mean a lot to you - but it gives me immense comfort. Whether you know it or not, you are "practicing Aloha" right now.
In a (macadamia or coco-)nut shell it means, "Breath of Life."
That is powerful for a person who was told about 3 weeks ago they are standing on the brink of death. Not only did God initially give me the Breath of Life, and continues to do so, all of you and others - my family, my friends, and even strangers - give me hope, and therefore a breath of life, with your prayers, kind words, acts of kindness, etc.
Here are some versions of what practicing aloha means to some Hawaiians themselves:
1) Caring or treating someone the way you would like to be cared for or treated - and doing it with a smile that is genuine and sincere.
2) Aloha is love.
3) A couple says that in their house when things are getting stressed, they say they need to get things done "aloha style: slowly, gently, with peace in our hearts, softly, with love..."
4) Choosing to see the good (and thus creating more of it.)
Other key phrases:"Aloha ke Kahi. I ke Kahi." = Love one another.
"Aloha ke Akua" = God is Love
My golf pro and good friend in Maui wrote to me when hearing about my illness. He ended his letter with this:
Me Ke Aloha Pumehana= With warm love
So I say to you all now,Mahalo (Thank you) andMe Ke Aloha Pumehana
P.S. You can now find this sticker on the back of my car - so if you see it, honk, wave and say a little prayer!
Saturday, October 3, 2009
the common cold for liver patients
Have you wondered where I have been or has it been nice for you to take a break from my "thoughts" and "observations?"
It has been a crazy week. Admittedly, the reason I was not writing was because I was so busy "getting things done." And I did get so much done - around the house, errands, etc. In the back of my mind I probably knew I was doing too much. I was so busy I was not even in His Word enough. Let's me say: "God, I have learned the lesson.". (Famous last words...)
In one of my previous blogs or emails I mentioned how my immunity system is down and I really have to watch my exposure to germs. IT IS TRUE!!! While just a common cold for most, it turns into a long process for liver patients.
I had to go to my GP for him to tell me I had a cold and presribe me a nasal spray, an antibiotic and something else (it is all a blur - this is about the time Clay can answer your questions better). Then it is a trek to the medical center for an appointment with my liver doctor. I was so so tired and sick I laid on that uncomfortable examination table and attempted sleep. Dr Galati would not let me have one of the GP's medications because the other would really affect my liver badly.
I have been in bed since - not able to lift a finger until about an hour ago.
Let me say a big thank you to Clay. This is all new to him and he has been a trooper. It cannot be easy having to be "Mr. Mom" on a moment's notice." He even missed his Member's Championship this weekend! So if you see him, please let him know he is appreciated - and maybe offer to go play a little golf with him. :):)
From the notes of the Life Application Bible for Joshua 3:9: "Just before crossing over into the Promised Land, Joshua gathered the people to hear what the Lord thier God had said. Their excitement was high. No doubt they wanted to rush on, but Joshua made them stop and listen. We live in a fast-paced age. We feel we have to rush just to keep up. It is easy to get caught up in our tasks, becoming too busy for what God says is most important - taking time to hear from him. Before making your schedule, take time to focus on what God wants from all your activities. Knowing what God has said before you rush into your day may help you avoid foolish mistakes."
It has been a crazy week. Admittedly, the reason I was not writing was because I was so busy "getting things done." And I did get so much done - around the house, errands, etc. In the back of my mind I probably knew I was doing too much. I was so busy I was not even in His Word enough. Let's me say: "God, I have learned the lesson.". (Famous last words...)
In one of my previous blogs or emails I mentioned how my immunity system is down and I really have to watch my exposure to germs. IT IS TRUE!!! While just a common cold for most, it turns into a long process for liver patients.
I had to go to my GP for him to tell me I had a cold and presribe me a nasal spray, an antibiotic and something else (it is all a blur - this is about the time Clay can answer your questions better). Then it is a trek to the medical center for an appointment with my liver doctor. I was so so tired and sick I laid on that uncomfortable examination table and attempted sleep. Dr Galati would not let me have one of the GP's medications because the other would really affect my liver badly.
I have been in bed since - not able to lift a finger until about an hour ago.
Let me say a big thank you to Clay. This is all new to him and he has been a trooper. It cannot be easy having to be "Mr. Mom" on a moment's notice." He even missed his Member's Championship this weekend! So if you see him, please let him know he is appreciated - and maybe offer to go play a little golf with him. :):)
From the notes of the Life Application Bible for Joshua 3:9: "Just before crossing over into the Promised Land, Joshua gathered the people to hear what the Lord thier God had said. Their excitement was high. No doubt they wanted to rush on, but Joshua made them stop and listen. We live in a fast-paced age. We feel we have to rush just to keep up. It is easy to get caught up in our tasks, becoming too busy for what God says is most important - taking time to hear from him. Before making your schedule, take time to focus on what God wants from all your activities. Knowing what God has said before you rush into your day may help you avoid foolish mistakes."
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