Well, if you recognize this room from other posts you’ll know it’s the ER.
This was Friday morning.
Friday night was our first game of the season.
And our Anne was in the ER getting her arm x-rayed.
I waited to hear what my heart was already dreading.
Her arm was broken and her season is on hold.
This is her Freshman year and I had been looking forward to watching both our girls play high school ball together.
And it may still happen.
It just won’t be when I expected.
As I prepared to go to the game I kept having to check my emotions.
I felt horrible about Anne’s arm.
I knew God was still working, but I couldn’t get past feeling bad.
Sis had come by to work on homework so she was there as I was trying to get past the sad.
She looked at me as I washed dishes.
“Mom, you’re not crying are you?”
“Well, let’s say I’m trying not to.”
“Are you that upset over her arm?”
I stopped for a moment and realized it wasn’t just her arm, it was her disappointment at missing the game and possibly the season. It was the irritation of the circumstances which had changed our plan so drastically. It was my own frustration of being completely unable to fix it.
“Well…if your daughter broke her arm wouldn’t you be sad?”
“Since you put it that way, yes.”
I had to get those words out to realize it’s okay to feel sad.
She’s going to be fine, but as a parent it’s understandable that I’d feel down about my daughter being hurt.
It actually made me feel better.
As a mom I’m supposed to love my kids and want them to be healthy and well.
Yet life happens and I need to make wise choices even when my emotions are less than thrilled.
So I chose to be honest about all I was feeling and then asked the Lord to help restore my attitude into one of support and encouragement.
And He did.
Whenever I need an adjustment He’s always ready and able to point me in the right direction.
It turns out Anne isn’t devastated about not being able to play.
Coach let her ride on the bus and film the game, and it was fun.
She’s not enjoying every aspect of this, but she making the most of it.
How awesome is our God!
He can take anything (even a broken arm) and use it for good.
I’m looking forward to seeing what He’s going to do next.