Fear

What do you fear?  Monsters under the bed?  The oil spill in the Gulf ?  Our current government?

Me, I fear MS.  Multiple Sclorosis.

And right now, MS is trying to bring my husband down...and me, I am in Louisiana, where I am unable to help.  I have had a nice time here and am glad we came (it's just bad timing, but who knew?), and I have the faith that my husband will get better, but for now, I can't help drive him to work, cut the grass, cook his supper, etc.  All I can do is nag him to get that doctor's appointment (he did, it's Friday), encourage him to do the best he can, suggest maybe he can work from home for a few days.  (Don't see why not, we have a phone with a head set, same as at work, and he has internet access...Bart's boss, if you are reading this, please tell him to do that!  He can be on 8.5 hours of conference calls from his couch just as easily as a few miles from home in his cube.)
I emailed our bishop at church, asked for help with the yard.  Because I am here in Louisiana visiting family, and Bart is sick, our yard will be abandoned...as it is, I bet our neighbors to the east of us probably think we are total white trash because we don't weed eat EVERY time we cut the grass.  But for Bart to cut the grass would worsen his current numb feet and other issues.  So, I figured I'd call around and ask for help.  There is one family at church who has cut our grass twice and done a fabulous job.  Figured I'd call and ask them to do it again.  Then I thought, just ask the bishop.  So, I did.  Swallowed that ball of pride, you know?

And though I am still worried about Bart and what is to be, I am calm knowing he will be taken care of.  I am grateful for a church where when there is a need, the members will do everything in their power to help.  Not only that, but I am thankful for priesthood blessings.  How amazing is it to be given the ability to be healed or comforted through a blessing from our Father in Heaven who loves us more then we can ever comprehend?  He watched his Son suffer the ultimate pain and agony, he knows how both I feel and Bart...he can bring comfort and peace and healing to His children.
I am also faithful that he will be okay in the end...and since a very left field opportunity came up for Bart to drive to LA and back home...all expenses paid (basically), I am faithful he will heal quickly.  So, I will pray each night (and ask each of you to do the same) to pray that Bart will heal without the need of hospitalization, so he can drive to his business trip, then to LA, with full health and function, no long term lasting effects of a horrible disease.  That he will be able to continue to play each day with his little boys that adore him and function as he should.  Maybe even a cure for MS, if you aren't pressed for time.
I do not talk about Bart having MS often.  It is that deep, dark, fear in the pit of my stomach fear that I keep to myself because I do not want pity or empty words or nothingness.  But today I call out to each of you, asking for a healing miracle for my husband, the "man of my dreams", Bart.  So, tonight, as you kiss your husband hello when he comes home, say a little pray for mine.

Thank you.
(Oh, and Bart, don't get mad I posted this...we need the faith of our friends and family to heal you!)