As I wrote in yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, Wednesday morning was rather stressful, for me.
Like I previously discussed, the stress was from a phone call I received. I didn't appreciate being yelled at, sworn at, called names, etc.
I'm sure that no one would enjoy this!
Making an effort to calm the person down and in an effort to resolve the situation, I called a third party, so that we had a group conference call. At first, the angered person seemed more calm. At least, until they began their nastiness, once again.
Knowing I had to prepare to attend my surgeon/doctor's appointment to be checked over, I cut the conversation short.
By the way, in catching up with entries giving information on what happened when I was hospitalized, I wrote an entry entitled, Where is God? Here is a LINK so you can easily access it, to read.
Getting back to describing my busily-scheduled Wednesday morning, I knew I had to get ready to go. My daughter P would arrive to pick me up, within a short time of when I had ended that stressful call.
Previously, P had told me she would come drive me to my medical appointment. At the time, I had told her that she didn't need to do that and let her know that I would drive myself.
P insisted that I shouldn't drive. After all, once again I have a drainage tube exiting my body. And, she was fully aware that the location of it, would actually sit, immediately at the steering wheel's location of my van.
We had argued over and over about it, on Tuesday evening. I felt badly having P come all the way across town to pick me up, to have to cross most of town again, to get to where I had to go. Then, do it all again, in reverse, later.
Since the weather forecast called for rain, and since P usually picks up her elementary-school-aged sons when the weather is bad, I knew that by helping me, she wouldn't be able to help me, and be there for her sons, for it would actually be in the same time frame.
Tuesday evening, P suggested we speak in the morning. So, on Wednesday morning, she let me know she was on her way to pick me up.
Whether I liked it or not, she was leaving her home, at that time.
Even though I felt like she was overextending herself, in my heart I was thankful.
Truly, I had been concerned about driving. After all, I wasn't supposed to be driving. It's dangerous for me, at this time, physically speaking.
Once again, I can say, just as I did on the entry I wrote and posted a link for you, today... that God surely does provide. He knows our needs, even before we do.
And, He handles them, not to honour us and give us glory, but rather, to give Him glory.
As like other recent days, God also provided a Bible verse, or phrase to come to mind, that applied to both entries written and posted. Psalm 115:1-3 came to mind, "Not unto us, O Lord, not unto us, but unto thy name give glory, for thy mercy, and for thy truth's sake. Wherefore should the heathen say, Where is now their God? But our God is in the heavens: he hath done whatsoever he hath pleased."
God does what He will do. And, he puts in place and allows things to happen that will glorify Him, and not us.
Just as He did, when he placed it on my daughter P's heart and mind to insist upon driving me, this past Wednesday.
For this I am truly thankful. And, I praise God!
Until next time...
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