Peter’s (my husband’s) antibodies voted exit.
Like the EU mat ripped out under his chemo stuffed body,
we now see a wound as big as a ballot box that can house the whole of the Scottish population -
it started off as a little boil – the wound, not Scotland.
And now gout! That leaves him with not a leg to stand on.
And the carer (that’s me): falls down like the pound with the house of parliament going on between her ears. Benign paroxysmal positional vertigo. Big name, they call it, just commonly known as vertigo.
With both the patient and the carer sitting back to back to the age 70, they hang on like Jeremy Corbyn. Unlike Jeremy Corbyn they speak out: “Yet, I will rejoice in the LORD, I will joy in the God of my salvation. The LORD God is my strength, He will make my feet like deer’s feet, and He will make me walk on my high hills.” Habakkuk 3:18-19.
You see, we know something England does not know; “For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us” (Romans 8:18).
You want to know how we are doing? We are doing 2 Chronicles 20! Go see for yourself and be amazed! Do it with me.
Take heed England! Take heed South Africa! Take heed world!
“Now listen! Today I am giving you a choice between life and death, between prosperity and disaster; for I command you this day to love the LORD your God and to keep His commands, degrees and regulations by walking in His ways” (Deuteronomy 30:15-16).
Here is my invitation to you:
“So let us come boldly to the throne of our gracious God. There we will receive His mercy, and we will find grace to help us when we need it most” (Hebrews 4:16).
Oh how He loves You.
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