In yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, I mentioned how my daughter P was picking me up.
She was taking me to her doctor's office, so I could have my staples removed. I had been given instructions in writing by my London, Ontario surgeon to do so, here in Windsor.
We arrived at her doctor's office, and found out that there was a mix-up. Her physician wasn't going to be in, until the afternoon.
She needed to receive an injection, and I needed my staples removed, so we decided to instead have a doctor help us, who was working at the time.
P got her injection. The physician agreed to have one of their nurses remove my staples.
When the nurse took a look, she was shocked. I made a joke that I probably had about 100 staples.
She began removing them.
Some didn't hurt. Some did hurt. Some were very painfully removed.
In the beginning, she had counted. After reaching 25, she was only a few inches down from my rib cage. And, still had to make her way down to my pelvic area. So, she stopped counting.
It wasn't easy for her. Nor, for me.
I thanked the nurse and prayed God would bless her.
After all, I once again had received help I truly needed. And, I was thankful!
Once again, God provided. And, I was thankful!
This brought to mind Jeremiah 9:24, "But let him that glorieth glory in this, that he understandeth and knoweth me, that I am the Lord which exercise lovingkindness, judgment, and righteousness, in the earth: for in these things I delight, saith the Lord."
He knows that I give Him all the glory, in every situation. He knows that I do not accept it, myself.
So, He provides for me, with His loving kindness, whether through others or through circumstances. And, as this verse tells us, He delights in it.
For this, I praise Him!
Until next time...
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