Yesterday, here on Life with Lynnie (LwL) I discussed how I have been praying that God would restore my health, and my life.
I mentioned how I had been praying that God would not allow me to suffer, much longer. And, I said that I believed He was answering my prayer.
That wasn't just hopefulness on my part.
You see, yesterday morning my telephone rang. It was early in the morning.
Well, at least it was early for me, since I had been awake throughout most of the night. And, had only slept for about two and a half (2 1/2) hours.
The caller was the secretary of the London, Ontario surgeon who has agreed to do my surgery.
You may be aware that on Monday, March 10th, I faxed a note to the surgeon's office. I did this, because since my appointment with him on February 27th, I had not yet heard when I was scheduled for the surgery, and I had questions. I had been told to contact the office, if I had questions, so it worked out well.
Later that day, when I called to confirm that it was received in legible form, I listened to his office's message, saying his office was closed and would re-open on Monday, March 17th.
A few days prior to the surgeon's office re-opening, my nurses sent a fax, also. Their fax was regarding my needs, etc.
On Wednesday this week, they were surprised that neither they, nor I had not yet heard from the surgeon's office in reply.
However, yesterday's call changed all that.
My surgeon's secretary asked me when I would like the surgery. I felt like I was going to faint, when I heard this. It's never happened like this, before.
Normally, those waiting for pre-planned surgeries, have to wait weeks, months, and sometimes even over a year. And, the date is given without any question as to whether the date is okay, or not.
She thought I sounded surprised. I admitted I was.
Then, she asked if I wanted my surgery as soon as possible (A.S.A.P.). I replied that I did.
She suggested this coming week.
This coming week? Wow! Was I amazed!
Amazed? I was so shocked that I almost felt like I would have heart failure!
After calming down, I confirmed with my daughter P, that she could drive me to London, Ontario for my surgery date. Plus, the day I need to be driven there, for my pre-operation check up. It was confirmed.
Later, I could hardly say anything. Even to God.
Even so, I know He knew my thoughts and feelings.
Just as we read in Psalm 139:1-5, "O lord, thou hast searched me, and known me.
2 Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising, thou understandest my thought afar off.
3 Thou compassest my path and my lying down, and art acquainted with all my ways.
4 For there is not a word in my tongue, but, lo, O Lord, thou knowest it altogether.
5 Thou hast beset me behind and before, and laid thine hand upon me."
Yes, God knew what was happening with me. He understands me, even better than I understand myself.
And, He understood why I prayed and thanked Him, yet couldn't even say or think anything more. He knew I felt overwhelmed.
I know He knew all this and more, because He knows everything about me. And, He lovingly helps me, always.
Next week I'll have my surgery. The surgery that I'd been told I needed as soon as possible, yet have been waiting since May 2013, to have.
Thank You, Lord!
And, thank you... for praying for me. May God bless you.
Until next time...
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