Monday, May 4, 2015

Good... But, Broken...

I'm sure you understand that I did what I said I would do, in yesterday's entry of Life with Lynnie (LwL).

I made my way to spend time with my church family.

After our Bible study/Adult Sunday school class, we worshipped together.  In spirit and in truth.

As I was leaving our sanctuary, one of my brothers in the Lord, stopped and talked with me.  He is a retired pastor.

He asked me how I was doing. 

I responded that I am having a problem with swelling and some pain.  And, let him know I almost went to the hospital's Emergency Room (ER), not this weekend, but last weekend. 

I also let him know that I am thankful that God answered my prayer, by reducing the pain and swelling, so I could get some things done at home, that I needed to do.  But, let him know it has not totally disappeared.

He asked me why this was happening.

To be honest, I don't know for sure.  And, let him know this.

However, I also commented that I believe it may possibly be a problem with the seroma (pocket of fluid).  I let him know that the seroma had not healed, when the drainage system I had in place after that extreme surgery I had last year, had been removed.

When I let him know that a seroma can become an abscess that can kill you as quickly as you snapping your fingers, or could become the basis for cancer, or could swell up and cause problems again, he let me know that he was aware of that.  I wondered if he was aware of this, because his son is a doctor.

He let me know he would pray for me.

For this, I am truly thankful.  After all, prayer is so very important.

Thinking about how important prayer is, brought to mind Luke 18:1, "And he spake a parable unto them to this end, that men ought always to pray, and not to faint;"

I must admit, what we read regarding what Jesus did, is something that I consistently do.  I pray.  And, don't faint.

It hasn't been good for me, knowing that I am still awaiting surgery that will remove the seroma within me.

It is not good, that I do not even have any idea if and/or when it will ever happen.

But, I pray.  And, haven't fainted. 

Instead, I trust God.  After all, His will is always done. 

Much unlike our good, but broken healthcare system, that we... as patients, have no control over.  Here in the Province of Ontario, Canada, where I live.

If you can find it in your heart to pray for me, please do so.  Thank you. 

May God bless you.

Until next time...

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