You sin, I sin, in some way we all still sin in
Do you hate sin so much that next time you do you will cut off your hand ?
Would you like to know a little more about me before you accuse me of anything?
I am 61. I live with my dad who had a stroke a couple years back and am now taking care of him 24/7/365.
I haven't left my property for 2 years now. I haven't even registered my car.
I wake up in the morning. I give God thanks for another day. My health isn't in the greatest shape either. And another day is always a blessing.
I have to use a Hoyer to raise my dad up out of bed and glide him over to his recliner. I make his breakfast and I make sure he is comfortable.
I make myself a cup of coffee and watch Washington Journal on C-Span for 3 hours every morning listening to people complain about how dreadful life is for them.
I enjoy politics and watching the world go round.
Sometimes dad likes a snack of grapes and cheese and a few crackers before I have to use the Hoyer to glide him back over to his bed for a nap.
3 days a week we have a CNA and a Nurse come in to take his vitals and help me shave him and change him and give him a bath.
Dad has gout, so we have to keep a close eye on his feet. And I have to make sure I prepare meals that won't trigger it like shellfish and organ meats. He has trouble swallowing so I have to cut up everything kind of small.
I try to take a nap when dad does, but I have 5 cats that love to hog my bed, and use me as a trampoline. But I may get about an hour or so if I'm lucky.
Ofcourse there is always the daily chores, washing the laundry and dishes, making sure the bills get paid on time. Vacuuming the floors and trying to keep things clean.
My cats love to dig all the litter out of the box and throw it all over the floor. Everyday.
Dad has arthritis bad in his hands so when he eats, needless to say, sometimes the food don't make it to his mouth.
But I don't want to take that away from him yet. It is the only thing he can still do for himself.
He can't walk, he can't stand. He can't use the toilet. He can use the remote control on the tv though. and he loves the volume button.
I get him up from his nap and start dinner. Sometimes I might play a game of solitaire on the computer while things are cooking.
And I sit with him for all our meals together. We don't talk much. Usually we watch the westerns or talk a bit about politics.
Dad is a political junkie too lol.
Around 8pm he tells me he is ready for bed. I have to empty his catheter bag, remove his dentures, give him his pills, put heel protectors on his feet because if I don't he gets sores on his heels. And at 91 things don't heal as fast as they used to and can turn into infections if not careful.
Right now it is 930 pm. I just grabbed myself another cup of coffee and am here talking with my beautiful friends and family.
I may go to bed somewhere between 1-3 am. I don't sleep much. I have to keep my ears open incase dad calls.
So I have to ask, what sin are you accusing me of?
What do you know that I don't?
I know God, God knows me. Jesus lives in my heart and I am free.
Hugs