July 20, 2013

Whooeeee!!! This has been some week. It seems like much more than 7 days ago that I was experiencing a season of firsts. Wonder of wonders, I rode my Skidoo. It was such fun! I found out that that 8 # Ox. canister actually floats. When it goes into the water though, from six feet up, it nearly takes your ears with it; but then it floats — bottom up.

I got into the water for the first time. It has been so hot and felt really good. Also, I got down the ladder into my blue boat and drove it around the island. I got on the pontoon and drove that in and out of its mooring and around the area. I was doing so well, and congratulating myself on how wonderfully it was working to be on the island and take care of myself. I even drove into Detroit to pick Karen up at the airport.

Then disaster struck. The Lord said,”Don’t get too proud of yourself. You are nothing and you NEED me.” Boy! Do I ever!

After getting Karen, we came home and I went to ride my scooter to the cottage. Karen was putting all her luggage and the groceries on the golf cart. It was after 10 and dark. My scooter was parked on the grass near a hose and a water turn-on hole. In the dark, I didn’t see it. I tripped on the hose and stepped onto the holecover. It flipped and one leg went way down in. The rest of me went the other way. The leg broke at the top of the tibia and also at the top of the fibula. (I think I have that right) That was not good.

Somehow I got on the scooter and rode to the island. I even got partway home and turned around to go back after my purse which was left lying on the ground. After a miserable night of pain and no sleep, I had JD take me by pontoon to Marysville where the ambulance took me to the Port Huron hospital. Tina went with me. There I was treated for four days and then taken to this rehab institute where I guess I will stay for at least two weeks. Four more weeks or more will be needed to mend me as far as I will mend.

So that is my long story. Of course, it could always be worse. While I am really sad that I am stuck here flat on my back and unable to move one leg from the thigh down, I know the Lord has some purpose for my being here. I am missing my family as they will still come up here to have their vacations as planned. That is why I am staying here in lieu of coming to Medina for rehab. On the bright side, they will still come to visit me. Maybe, (I pray for this) there will be someone to whom I can be a light or even encouragement in a bad situation.

Jesus is here too, as I have my coffee each morning. He agrees with me, the coffee is awful. Someone took the trouble to run a bean through the hot water so we are grateful for that. Nevertheless, we would jump for joy (He might, I am not jumping too much these days) to see a Starbucks sign. I don’t have my usual uninterrupted time with Him. You know how it is in these places. Someone pops in every two minutes with a pill or some other thing that must be taken right now.

I am glad for technology because I have “Daily Bread” and my bible on my kindle. Any other resource needed is on this computer if I can find it. I must give great praise for that. I have a lot to talk to Jesus about. I certainly wish He had warned me about that deep hole. I’m no saint. I do as everyone else does. I ask Him: “Why, when I was doing so well, did this have to happen? Surely You were the one helping me do well. Why put a big stop to it now?”

I don’t understand so much but am determined to trust Him. I WILL do all as if doing it to the Lord. I WILL answer all with a smile, a happy heart, and an attitude of gratitiude. I WILL TRUST IN HIM!

As you can see, I am having somewhat of a bad time. I need prayer. I need a lot of prayer! Prayer is so powerful. I know I can depend on you to pray for me. I am so grateful for all of you and for your faithfulness. You are my earthly treasures. God bless you and thank you.

I will keep you in my prayers also and ask Jesus to be there with you too.