One day at a time….

I have believed the best of every man.
And find that to believe is enough to make a bad man show him at his best,
or even a good man swings his lantern higher.

William Butler Yeats

If suffering brings wisdom, I would wish to be less wise.
William Butler Yeats

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(grave marker of W.B.Yeats on the grounds of St Columba’s Church, Drumcliff, Co Sligo, Ireland / Julie Cook / 2015)

I have a very dear friend whose husband has been sick for quite sometime.
His is an illness of which there is no cure, no getting better…just a progressive worsening.
He has episodes, bouts with other illnesses as a result of the key illness and it’s prescribed meds, that result in always near and catastrophic brushes with death—all of which are long to overcome, simply adding to complicate the existing illness.
A wretched cycle to be sure…

When stopped and asked by the well intended and long lost friend, by those who run into her here and there, she is immediately asked the same question…. “how is your husband is doing?”
Her response, most often, never wavers…and is spoken in the most sincere tender southern country drawl…

“One day at a time, sweet Jesus”

Now to the casual observer such words may sound a bit cheesy, sappy sweet or cheeky, depending on ones point of view, but to this gentle friend of mine, it is simply truth incarnate.

For her’s is a faith rooted fast and deep.

Only one day, just one, is all we are given or guaranteed…nothing more, nothing less…
this much she knows.
And it is by the Grace of God through the blood of His only son, Jesus Christ….
poured out for both you and me, that we can continue putting one foot in front of the next,
day after day….
She knows this and lives this.
So yes, one day, only one at a time, and only by the Grace of sweet Jesus…

But because of his great love for us, God, who is rich in mercy, made us alive with Christ even when we were dead in transgressions—it is by grace you have been saved. And God raised us up with Christ and seated us with him in the heavenly realms in Christ Jesus, in order that in the coming ages he might show the incomparable riches of his grace, expressed in his kindness to us in Christ Jesus. For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God— not by works, so that no one can boast.
Ephesians 2:4-9

9 comments on “One day at a time….

  1. atimetoshare says:

    The best way to live – one day at a time, with our sweet Jesus.

  2. Lynda says:

    As I read what you wrote about your friend, I couldn’t help thinking that it is so difficult to be a caregiver in so many different ways. I hope that some of those friends stop and ask her how she is doing and how she receives the strength to keep putting one foot in front of the other when she witnesses the suffering of her dear spouse every single day and when she sacrifices her life for him just as Jesus has done for us! The grace to do that “is the gift of God”. Thank you for sharing this beautiful reflection Julie.

    • Oh they do Lynda–yet it is as we know—her peace is rooted in knowing that her husband is sustained by the prayers we each offer their way….I’ll e-mail a more in-depth picture of this remarkable woman

  3. A @ moylomenterprises says:

    God is not asleep. Miracles still happen. Her faith will be rewarded in Jesus name.

    Father, God, I pray for this woman and her ailing husband. Put your hand upon them both. Heal him oh God that they may be a living testimony for you, in Jesus name,
    Amen.

  4. One day at a time, sweet Jesus has gotten me through many a rough day in my life. And I pray that your friend feels the hand of Jesus with every step she takes through these difficult days.Love and hugs, N 🙂 ❤

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