Family are More Prescious than Silver or Gold.

The expression, It Never Rains But It Pours, has been my life for weeks now.
First I got extremely ill. But praise God I am now feeling much better.
Then I was informed by my darling niece of my mothers demise (end stage).
So working out when I could take time from Bible College I booked my plane ticket to go to her.
Next my son Peter kept phoning me that he didn't feel well.
He had an abscessed tooth and was working far out, in the outback mines.
This was a difficult situation because of no medical help there.
Next he rang me the night of his five days leave.
"Mum I'm really sick, my body is still on fire and I vomited again this morning, I can hardly stand up."
Well, I live hundreds of miles from him, so I had to think quickly.
I knew it would be hard for him to drive himself to the local hospital in the state he was in, and yet
I knew that's what he had to do.
If he was to phone our emergency number of 000 (911 US) he would likely be categorized as a 4 out of 5 patient, and non urgent. This would mean waiting possibly hours for availability.

So I told him to drive himself to the hospital emergency, ASAP.
He was admitted to the intensive care unit on entry, with a dangerous life threatening illness. 

                                                                   Son Peter
Now I needed to be with my son. So I booked a flight to where he resided in far north Queensland and flew out to be with him.  To all I probably looked like I had my act together, but believe me, at the time I was a mess emotionally.
Thankfully after ten days, he is now out of danger and back at home. I praise God for the many prayers sent up on his behalf.  I know God loves him and will care for and protect him.


Then it was time to take off again and fly down to be with my mother.
My daughter Daniella was my support here, as she came with me.

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I love the way she dresses and took this picture at the airport before we flew out.  

She was a rock of support to both myself and my mother. I felt like I was in  a dream the whole time I was away... But Daniella, drove us where we had to go in our rental car and organised myself and my mother most of the time. I don't know how I would have done it without her. I seemed to be still in shock from the scare about my son Peter.

Life is strange. My poor little mum is ninety five years and so feeble now. Yet I never ever think of her like this. To me she is the beautiful lady who dressed appropriately, spoke gently and was always in control of every situation. She has never smoked, drank alcohol, gambled or shamed herself in public. She is a godly woman and will always be, the queen of my heart. 

From left to right. Me, Mum and my brother, with my two sisters behind. My elder brother was absent.

Proverbs 1:8-9 Hear, my son, your father’s instruction, and forsake not your mother’s teaching, for they are a graceful garland for your head and pendants for your neck.