Wednesday, October 17, 2012


This entry was originally written and posted in Life with Lynnie (LwL) on, rather than here on, due to the problems I had posting any entry, here. Now that blogger has this site working properly again, I thought I would copy and repost here, to save you from having to back and forth between sites.


If you read yesterday’s Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, you’ll know that I am recovering from major surgery. And, I’m not healing well, having an incision that is partly open and infected.

Yesterday, the nurse who came to clean my incision and redress it, told me that it looked worse. She thought there was more dead skin to be cut away.

Be still my heart!

The part of me that cringed wasn’t looking forward to seeing my surgeon, today. The other part of me was happy that I would have it handled today, when I saw him at his office.

Today, I got up early. Read the paper. Did the paper’s puzzles. Had something to eat and took the medication I am on.
Then, I showered.

While in the process of getting dressed, my surgeon’s office called me at home. They cancelled my appointment for today, and rescheduled it.

Hmmm… At first thought, I wasn’t too pleased about this, but didn’t comment. I realized that I did not have any control over the situation. Still, within a few seconds of hearing about the fact that he had an emergency to attend to, I was okay with the rescheduling.

After all, this man had been kind enough to deal with my emergency situation, visiting me at the hospital emergency room late on that fateful Saturday night. And, beginning my urgent surgery just after midnight, that lasted until almost sunrise.

Later, after being off the phone, I thought about a Bible verse that seemed to relate to my experience. Proverbs 16:9, “A man’s heart deviseth his way: but the Lord directeth his steps.”

Yes, the plans we humans had made proved to be nothing of value, for those plans were changed. But, God’s plans always come to fruition. He ultimately directs our lives and what happens in them.

Once again, I must take the time to thank you for praying for total, restorative healing for my daughter B… and for me.

May God bless you, friend.

Until next time…

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