Safe... Always!

If you read yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, you'll know that after I left the surgeon/doctor's office, I felt rather sad.

Please understand, I wasn't feeling depressed.  I must admit though, I felt a bit overwhelmed.  Especially after finding out that my surgeon didn't have any idea what was happening to me.  Or, why.

After praying on the way home, I reflected upon some of our discussion in the doctor's office.  It was mentioned to me that he wondered if I was having trouble with infected mesh.

Knowing that he had previously told me that surgery to remove it, would be major, major, major, major surgery, I prayed as to whether or not I would even allow this surgery to take place, if required. 

By the time I went to bed, I decided that I would probably elect to not move forward with surgery as serious and complicated as that would be, if needed.  After all, why would I want to extend my life, just to suffer, repeatedly and extensively?!

Thinking about what I just said, I don't want you to think that I have fear of that severely traumatic surgery, because I don't.  Nor, am I afraid about what could happen to me, if I agreed to proceed, if required. 

I do wonder how on earth surgery like that can be done.  But then, I don't really know the details of what would happen and whether or not the mesh would be replaced. 

Truly, it doesn't matter. 

I have no fear of what man can do to me.  I trust my Lord.  For everything in my life.  Always.

Thinking about this, brought to mind Proverbs 29:25, "The fear of man bringeth a snare: but whoso putteth his trust in the Lord shall be safe."

During my prayer before bedtime, I prayed that God would not just give the specialist wisdom, but that He would also give me wisdom.

lol  Just so you know, I do pray every evening.  For me, and for you.  Every night.


Until next time...

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