I knew it would happen.
I dreaded it.
It is now necessary.
I whined and complained and worried.
Mostly to my Heavenly Father who listens patiently to ALL my aggravations and
fears.
When I had to stand at the window for
extra light to read fine print, I caved.
ALRIGHT !!
OKAY !!
I am always amazed (do not
ask me why….’cause I’m a frail human I guess) that God handles so much for
me. Most nights I stand in the shower at the end of a long day of being in
charge of everything for everybody and I begin to cry. Before I can get out a
really good sob, I begin to offer praises to my Father. Things that were
amazing and awesome during the day jump to mind and I give thanks. So, before I
realize what has happened, I am calm and head to bed feeling protected and
loved. Even when things around me are painful, sad, hurtful somehow I know He
cares. Even when I’m very made at God because my friend’s husband’s cancer is
not healed. Obviously God has very broad shoulders and is absolutely forgiving.
Yes,
I know that it seems I am on a “rabbit trail.” Be patient.
How, I asked myself a couple of thousand times, can I possible
have a cataract procedure when I am responsible for my household? I’m the only
driver, lifter, doer, fixer, encourager, director. (Yes, I hate being the “strong
one” but that’s our situation so I deal with it!!)
First, my friend of 40+ years called to tell me about her DOUBLE
cataract procedure. Piece of cake, she PROMISED. Blow by blow description;
excited that it was so easy, that she was not nervous, was not aware of
anything, and that she could SEE again. She promised the eye doctor is the best
anywhere. My friend promised to do all my transportation, stay with me, watch
over me, and deliver me back home. She promised to begin praying for my peace
immediately.
Okay. It was some better.
Second, a younger writer friend sent me a happy e-mail assuring me
that my eye doctor is WONDERFUL. She and the doctor are close friends and she
trusts the doctor completely.
Okay. So I make the appointment.
Not too bad. I meet the doctor. WOW. My jitters simply melted. The
doctor said the second eye is ready and should be done in two weeks. I grinned
and said, “Let’s do it!!”
In twenty-four house, my faithful friend of 40+ years will pick me
up at my door and we will ride off to my great adventure together. I really can
trust her because, believe me, we have been through thick and thin, well and
sick, bad and good, births and deaths. We have held onto each other and each of
us holds tightly to our Holy Father. All IS well.
I’ve laid in enough groceries for three weeks for us people and for the cat, dog, birds, and
hummingbirds. All our prescriptions are ordered and ready to pick up today to
last through the time I can’t drive. All my eye appointments are organized, I’m
on schedule with eye drops, the laundry is almost finished. I even filled the car
with gas so when I can drive, it will be ready.
HOWEVER !!
There is one big problem for this old,
sat-in-my-ways, Busy Person.
After each procedure, I am to spend the remainder of that day ‘just
laying around, being quiet and still.’ The second day, I am to take it easy.
HUH??????????
How do I do that if I can’t see the TV, my iPad, read e-mails,
check FaceBook, read one of the five books on my night stand, or type on my
computer. ??????????
Well, I guess I’ll discover patience at work.
I will be honest though. Many hospital visits have not been great
experiences for me so I deeply appreciate your prayers for safety and two
successful procedures. Routinely, I claim the promise below from Hebrews of for
many friends who are being dragged through rough mountains. I am claiming the
promise for me over the next three weeks.
Sunshine blessings and Love,
Liz
Let us then approach God’s throne of grace
with confidence,
so that we may receive mercy
and find grace to help us
in our time of need.
Hebrews 4:16 (NIV)
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