Most of the rest of the week was taken up with preparing and packing for my trip, and then, on Thursday evening, I flew to Scotland, arriving in Glasgow at midnight.
I'll be here with my family for a week, and then I'll be travelling to Norway for some College of Education meetings, before flying back down to Spain again on September 2nd. I'm pleased to report that the shingles pain seems to be improving, and I'm trusting I'll soon be completely fit and well again.
It's also been great to see how my Dad's health is continuing to improve; he's been out of hospital and recovering at home for nearly three months now. He still has an open wound (from the operation) in his side, but it is slowly closing up, and nurses come in several times a week to change the dressing. Today we got news that my aunt, my Dad's older sister, passed away in the hospital this morning. This means that my Dad is now the only remaining sibling from his family of six brothers and sisters. This would have seemed unthinkable some eight or ten months ago, when we were the ones being called to the hospital and told that he had only a few hours left to live.
I am truly in awe of the way God has fulfilled the promise He made about my Dad when he was lying critically ill in the intensive care unit. From Jeremiah 31 vs 4, God said, "I will restore you and you will be built up again." It has been truly miraculous to see this happen in my Dad's life over the past ten months. What an amazing God we serve!
