hey ... i've been away for a day or two, flat on my back.
i fell on Friday ... i'm embarrassed to tell you that i was wearing my brand new lovely pink shoes - which matched my brand new lovely pink and black suit ... and i tripped coming off a curb.
it's quite funny now that i think about it. i was meeting a new client and we decided to go to a restaurant because i couldn't find a male student to join us - i try never to counsel single men alone unless i know them very well - even then, but that's another post.
so ... we're walking out of the restaurant and i find myself on the pavement. it was funny ... i laid hands on the foot right away, so did he, and we prayed that there would be immediate healing. the Lord did not co-operate. lol
the worst of it is, this is my right foot. I cannot drive?? after many hours in the hospital - and it would have been worse had i not been one of their on-call chaplains - i am told i've torn the ligament across the top of my foot and i am not to put any weight on it for one whole week. almost a hundred dollars later - prescriptions, tensor bandage and crutches (hey - , isn't the medical system supposed to supply these??) I'm back home crawling around ...
to add insult to injury ... i had another gallbladder attack that night. now ... didn't the doctor say it wouldn't be a problem anymore because there were no stones? i was tempted at 3:00 am to call and tell him, but i couldn't get up off the bathroom floor.
so ... tooo much information?
i wonder ... what is the Lord trying to do? does He have something to say i'm not listening to? is He trying to 'save' me from something? i just don't know.
one of my best friends said ... what have you done to make the enemy so mad? ... i'm not sure that's it.
as i was laying splayed out not so delicately on the pavement outside the restaurant, Psalm 91 went through my mind ... He will not cause you to dash your foot on a stone ...
the Lord knew this was going to happen. He knew it would be my right foot and i wouldn't be able to drive for two weeks. He knew it all. So ... He has a plan. He always does .. that part is very clear in Scripture.
i was supposed to go to a Pastor's retreat tomorrow. i just don't know if i am going to go. for one, i cannot drive, for two, i don't know if this gallbladder thing will act up again. Sr. Pastor says ... come, you'll get prayer. my brain says, i really do not want to hobble around their long halls on crutches and be in agony in a strange place.
something is happening .. the Lord is mixing things up and i feel so 'out of the loop' with His plans. i know i hear Him ... but i have this expectancy that there is a purpose behind all of this ...
it will surely be interesting to see all of this play out.