Heather Meyers Photography » Heather Meyers Photography(above is one of my favorite scriptures and one of my most favoritist places in the world: the amazing hope- filled prophetic mountains of Samaria in Israel)This is the long awaited update that I’ve been trying to send out for many weeks now. Some of you may have been more intimately involved while others are still trying to figure out why I dropped off the face of the earth. Hopefully this will update you all!
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What Happened: The short story: One week after Itai was born (Dec 2. One of the most intense challenges was my state of constant excruciating pain in my head for over 3 weeks that very high pain meds hardly touched. I lost most of my hearing 1. It was truly a bizarre .
I’m gaining my strength back bit by bit, which is needed after being pretty bed- ridden for awhile. We are moved back home now (we had moved in with our amazing friends, the Schminkes, because I was unable to take care of myself or my family) and we are trying to settle in and figure out what . Being a wife and mother of 3 little boys (4 and under) has had it’s major challenges with one’s sight and hearing impaired, and would be impossible if it wasn’t for my amazing Jacob who’s picked up the unfathomable amount of slack that I’ve left. The Struggle: At some point in the past couple months I had lost, in some capacity, the ability to speak, to eat, to hear, to see, to look normal, to make decisions, to take care of myself or my family. I’ve never experienced so much horrific pain. I didn’t know how lonely and isolating that was, how bleak and vulnerable a state. One that the enemy can waltz in and, without much of a fight, steal any and every vestige of hope.
I did a lot of things I would’ve thought a woman of faith wouldn’t do. I never once doubted God was there. I never doubted He could heal me completely in a second. I was just so upset at why to me it appeared He was just a . How I could cry out and seem to only get silence in return. Once one problem would start to resolve, another would arise that was even nastier than the previous.
I’d wail through the pain while also yelling inside “I can’t see! I can’t even kiss my newborn! My 2yo is scared to death of me! Is this what you want?
What more can you take from me?!” And I realized there was indeed o so much more that could be taken from me. I have been humbled for my lack of gratefulness many times over. This has been, by far, the greatest testing of my faith, but as I emerge from it all, I think the Lord has strengthened me through it.
What I’ve Learned: I could drive myself crazy with the what- ifs and whys and although I’m still waiting for my grand epiphany on why I had to go through all this, I tell you some of the valuable things that I’ve learned. This was such a hard reality to come to grips with. To offer praise of thanksgiving when the emotion running through you says to do the opposite.
I’m sure this will be one of my ongoing challenges. I watched him over the course of several months go from somebody that was coping and retreating to somebody that served his wife and boys with the most incredible tenderness even under highly stressful circumstances, without frustration or annoyance. Who was resolved to be in the Word more and to bathe his family in its peace and protection. Who could lead in confidence AND humility. To watch what the Lord was doing in his life brings me to tears, especially as I continue to watch it effect all aspects of our life and our relationships with others. This refinement and shaping has truly been a necessary preparation for the next step in our journey. I’ve been reminded that when you pray specific things for your husband, one has to accept the way those prayers may be answered.
I was convicted that I was waiting for answers but was I really seeking to hear? So often I would (unconsciously) look at my .
But then I found myself wishing and praying for those simple tasks to be restored to me. The outpouring of love that we received just downright baffles me.
Not only did the Schminkes lend their home and resources and time to us, but we received encouragement/prayer/finances from a countless number of people, many of which we didn’t know personally at all. I still struggle a little with some guilt as how to repay you all – on some bleak days it was that one little note, that one scripture, that one prayer we knew someone was praying that would get me through the next hour. Even now, I still have to realize my priorities sometimes need be set very short- term just so I don’t get frustrated. Hard for a vision- junkie like myself. My darling Itai, born at the very beginning of all of this, was the only one of our family to go through it unscathed. He not only managed to be free of all sickness (even though he was plastered to me 2. THRIVED and has become my biggest, chunkiest baby yet as I continued to exclusively breastfeed him through the entire ordeal.
He had more than doubled his birth weight by 2 months at 1. Now that he’s almost hitting 2. I’m still trying to rebuild my body enough so I can cart him around without wearing myself out!
What a blessed problem to have! It’s a bit of a scarring that I won’t be free of anytime soon, and I think that’s ok as I read the other day “Don’t hide your scars. Wear them as proof that God heals.” May God use me to minister to others with the same needs/struggles that I had. I have a penchant to being a strong- willed, high- octane, vision- generator who can get pretty passionate about whatever is inspiring me at the moment. I’ve found that at any given time I may have a goal/vision/need/want that, while being good and awesome, might be asked of me to be laid down for a season (or periodically or permanently), and I must be content (and NOT a fake content, truly content and at peace).
There is such blessing in a true submission to the Father’s will and I pray that He can forgive me when I fail. Where I Am Now: I’ve come a long way in the past couple months. My most dramatic improvements can be readily seen as my facial maladies are healed, I’ve regained so much of my strength, and I’m getting close to my goal weight again. My vision has seen amazing improvements even though the process has been so gradual that Jacob often has to tell me when it’s improving as my eye is straightening. As I continue with supplements/acupuncture/patching/exercises to rebuild/retrain the nerve, I can use both eyes most of the time, being able to see everything directly in front of my and to my right (without having to cock my head at funny angles!). Vision to my left still goes double but I prayed long and hard for that far- away goal of being able to walk while having both eyes open! Hallelujah for progress!
This has become my greatest source of frustration lately as it’s exhausting to always strain to hear everything and asking everyone to repeat what they said 5. But it is GREATLY improved over what it used to be and every now and again my right ear gets all .
I nearly cried when a friend lent me her hearing aid momentarily – I forgot what full sound actually was!!! Prayers are appreciated for our ongoing decisions on how to work at restoring everything, especially as we need to make sure the Lymes bacteria is fully ridden from my body. Blessed. These things that we have been given to walk through are just some of many we will encounter in our lifetime, situations that will mold and fashion us into the servants the Almighty needs for His purposes. May He give us the power to be content in all things at all times and strengthen us for the things that lie ahead. By His grace I’ve learned that whether one eyed or two eyed, hearing or not, with or without my camera, I am a very blessed woman.
The Photos Although not many photos were taken during the hardest of the ordeal (and I’ll spare you the gruesome ones), I gathered some give you a glimpse into some of the recovery and re- acclimating. This is the room in the Schminkes’ home that we lived in for a month while they took care of me and my family. In my bad double vision I would look at this wall as my gauge, hoping that the “two” pink guitars would start getting closer together. My vision was unchanged the entire month there. Since our sickness started almost directly after he was born, I feel like I missed most of him being a newborn.
It was like I woke up one day to this gigantic baby! Left: Itai at 2 weeks old before things reached the worse. The computer, and books and such is a testament to all the time I was devoting to researching everything I could to get us all well. Right: My bedside at the Schminkes, showing some of my elements of my constant regimen of dosing/supplements/diffusing/physical therapy. Just some of the countless notes, cards, and letters that were sent to me. This attempt at a family picture was taken the day after we moved back into our camper, by way of the timer and our kitchen counter. This was a very challenging and daunting venture for me to tackle normal .
It took me days to recover from our first time grocery shopping but it was nice to accomplish small steps back to normalcy. Driving was still many weeks away! But we were SOOOOOOO happy to be a family in our home again, with the hope of restoring all the health and time lost. We went to a Purim costume party.
And when you are already wearing a patch, how many costume options do you really have except being a pirate? Miraculous blessings of encouragement that helped me carry on to the tomorrows ahead!!!!! Poor Zevi had a rough time of it as well, overcoming some big health obstacles, but what was so cute is him adapting to our situation in the funniest ways. At any given time he would run to the bathroom and yank off some toilet paper and meticulously roll it into little balls with his tiny little palms and proceed to pack his ears with it.
Since I’ve had my ears packed for months now, he just thinks it’s the new fashion trend or something.
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