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Date: 17 May 2007 20:37:58
...quite a lot of them, this week. Yes, it would appear British Summertime is finally here.
So, it's been a few days, and to be honest, there hasn't been much happening. Work is ridiculously busy at the minute, so when I've got home I've been wanting to do absolutely nothing. And that's largely what I have done. And it's been nice.
One thing I have done this week, however, is to go to see one of my many former housemates. We lived together for the first year I was in Birmingham, before he moved in with his girlfriend; however, they split at the start of this year, and he's now living in a quite plush and swanky flat about five minutes up the road from me. It was really good to catch up with him, as we haven't seen that much of each other in the last year or two. What's less good, however, is that he's still struggling with M.E.
He came down with it while we were living together, and things haven't been the same since (I know that's a cliche and, taken literally, a pathetically obvious statement, but I don't know how else to put it). His work were initially very understanding, and let him return on reduced hours when he felt ready, but eventually they let him go. I haven't wanted to pry and ask lots of questions, but from what he's told me, the illness put a huge strain on his relationship with his girlfriend, and in the end her patience was stretched to the limit. His health seems a bit better now, and in the last few weeks he's started trying to remove his post-work early evening nap from his schedule. This is all good and positive stuff.
And yet, he still has M.E., and it's still controlling his life.
This weekend he's off to London for some treatment at a clinic; I'm not sure exactly what. I know he's been to see a spiritualist healer type of person a few months ago, but I think this time it's a trip to a "regular" doctor. All the same, I want to see him healed; but more than that, I want to see Jesus heal him, and for him to know and recognise that. I don't know if it will happen, but I'm going to ask.
If you're a praying type of person, please pray for him. And pray for me, as I try to find the words to share God's love with him. Thanks.