It’s strange how you can come to care about the people whose blogs you read regularly, or even occasionally. I find that I want to know about the major ups and downs in their lives, their fears and their joys. Because of this, I’m stepping out to share with you, my readers, an impending event in my life. Well, it is more directly an event in my father’s life, but, because I am dependent on others for my survival and it is my father and my mother who give me daily care, the event has impact on me. (I wrote about this somewhat for the other surgery, see it here.)
My dad is going to have surgery again. Nothing emergent or life-threatening this time, no worries, this is elective. The hip replacement he’s been waiting for. Of course, being a worrier (no, not “warrior”, you silly dictation system, definitely not a warrior) by nature, I do worry a little, especially given his septuple coronary bypass three months ago. I pray that God will protect him once again and guide the doctors and all who will be taking care of him before, during, and after the operation. His cardiologist from CMC cleared him and Dr. Fox from Concord Orthopedics is supposed to be great, so I leave it in God’s hands. That is, I will try my very best not to worry, but to have faith that God’s Holy and Perfect Will shall be done. What that will is, nobody can truly know. But, I do believe that what ever will happen will be according to God’s positive plan for all of our ultimate goodness and joy. That’s our faith as believers.
And I have so much for which to be thankful.
As I tried to keep in mind during the previous operation, God is good.
All the time.
God is good.
Jesus invites us to pray for one another and, so, prayers are welcome! (And prayers for my mom, too, who, again, is stuck with the literally heavy lifting.) Thank you!
© 2016 Christina Chase
There once was a cripple…
who wasn't afraid to acknowledge that she was a cripple or to share her life of wonder, struggles, sorrow, and joy with perfect strangers. Here I am.
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