This time we had a friend over who is a nurse.
We didn’t go to the ER.
We did go to the Urgent Care.
No basketball for a while.
She’s handling the pain and the set back well.
I wish I could say the same.
I didn’t cry, or get sappy.
Nor did I smile.
Instead I struggled with worry, guilt, and fear.
I wish I’d handled it all with peace and joy.
However, I am still learning.
On our drive home I started realizing how much I have to be thankful for.
Thankful for the friend who dropped everything to come check it out.
Thankful for the medical professionals who cleaned and stitched it.
Thankful for my husband’s job through which we have insurance.
Thankful for our daughter’s cheerful attitude.
Thankful for our friends’ prayers.
Thankful for the car which got us to the Urgent Care.
Thankful for my hubby who was calm and at ease through the entire process.
Thankful for Jesus and His faithful provision.
Come to think of it, the more I focused on these things the less I felt the guilt, worry, and fear.
No wonder God’s word tells us to take every thought captive.
So I can say:
Again! Again I’m praising the Lord for all He has done!