Tea and Comfort

What a crazy season I'm in!
Four weeks ago, we started tearing the siding and the roof off of our house. The next week, contractors came and put on new, better siding and a new, better roof. I praise God for the hail storm that was the catalyst for this and I bless our home owners insurance company. Seriously, they have been very generous.
The next week, Sam went in for scheduled shoulder and elbow surgery.
And at some point during recovery he developed a blood clot in his leg.
By next Friday, he will have been home for 5 weeks.

I keep asking the Lord to show me the good in his being home. I am looking for it. Because I know there is blessing in it.

The week of surgery recovery, I was not very accommodating. The polar care machine would run out of ice in the middle of the night. If I got up to refill it, I would grumble.
SNAP!
I think I know the reason he's been home for an extra two weeks! So that I would learn to minister to him without grumbling and complaining!
During the week different people would call to check on him. One of those people was his middle sister.

She recently decided to homeschool and I have been working with a friend to develop a ministry for new homeschoolers. S-I-L and I have been spending time on the phone talking about homeschooling and her brother.
One of the best things about this S-I-L is how much she loves her family. I don't think it's rare, I just don't see it in my own immediate family. So it's such a blessing to be included in their family.

A few days after I talked to her, I received a card from her, an expensive, handmade card with a bag of tea. It was her way of sending me comfort. I probably won't ever brew that tea. I'll go buy some and drink it, virtually, with her. I will put this tea bag in my Bible and every time I come across it, I will remember the comfort that this special sister sent me and the comfort that Holy Spirit ministers to me, like a morphine drip, whenever I need it, it's there.