On the way home Pads was ill and it reminded us of what we're heading towards. We've started dosing him with ondansetron early, an anti-sickness drug, ahead of Tuesday.
Today, he was tired for the morning service and stayed home for the rest of the day. He's been tired and his back is still quite sore. While ambling through a short afternoon trundle through the park he remarked he had a patch of blurred vision. Without any other symptoms it was pointless going into hospital to pursue it further. Through all this he remains remarkably sweet natured.
After a remarkable sermon by Alun Higham this morning, the following highlighted words of 'Show me Thy face!' stood out to me:
Show me Thy face! - my faith and love
Shall henceforth fixed be
And nothing here have power to move
My soul's serenity;
My life shall seem a trance, a dream,
And all I feel and see,
Illusive, visionary - Thou
The one reality!
Show me Thy face! - the heaviest crossWhat sublime poetry! but the truth behind the words is far more so!
Will then seem light to bare;
There will be gain in every loss,
And peace with every care;
With such light feet the years will fleet,
Life seem as brief as blest,
Till I have laid my burden down,
And entered into rest.
Just to add that we've kitted Pads out with a mobile phone and an email address. If you would like to send him a personal message, just get in touch with me and I'll give you his details. This will be especially valuable if and when he has to go into isolation for an extended period in August/September.