Monday dawned a beautiful, sunny, Florida, winter day. It was going to be up in the 70’s after several days of temperatures in the 50’s. It was around 10 a.m. when I decided it might be time to get dressed. At the same time, I dropped a couple of pills on the floor. In an attempt to retreive them, my left hip replacement dislocated and havoc reigned. My sister-in-Christ, who I was going to meet at the airport that afternoon, was in Pennsylvania. My windows were closed. Even though I always keep my cellphone nearby at all times, I couldn’t find it (it was later discovered underneath the clothes I had laid out). It was one of those rare days when all my friends were busy. Screaming, using all the daintiness of a true lady, I cried for help. Noone responded. Panic was setting in. In pain that was off all charts, I prayed one of the shortest prayers known to man, “Lord, help me!!” Immediately, with as little movement as possible, I was able to reach over my bed and open the window just enough so my screams for help could be heard. It worked!! A man yelled he was coming and I could hear him running. The pain was playing havoc with my mind; but, more importantly, the Enemy was constantly whispering, taunting me, “You’re all alone. You have noone to pray for you or with you. What are you going to do now?” Each time I prayed and each time God showed me He was listening.
My cellphone was found, another friend was home and came to provide comfort and supportive prayers. Several hours later at the hospital the doctor re-positioned my hip to its socket. I was returned to my motor home, and there were choices for me to make as to how I would react. The doctors put me in a knee immobilizer which also immobilizes my hip. There’s no bending, no reaching across my body, no stretching to put your socks on or to get your pants on a leg that doesn’t bend. For the next several weeks I will be at the mercy of others for my most basic of needs and for traveling.
There’s choices to be determined. I can choose to allow this situation to cause me anxiety, fear, frustration, anger, and depression and permit the Enemy to control me. Or I can put the situation in God’s hands and trust Him to choose what’s in my best interest which will give me peace, serenity, and joy. On this Thanksgiving Day, I choose to praise God for my friends who love me so much they dropped everything and came to my aid. I choose to thank Him for sending a former rescue fireman to my motor home to assist a total stranger, and I choose to thank Him for the medical people who were responsible for re-positioning my hip replacement into its proper place. I also praise Him for the opportunities He gave me to turn something horrible into glory for Him. Turmoil, no. Thanksgiving, yes, YES, and YES!! I love it when God is the VICTOR!!!