Expect the Unexpected

Wednesday morning, I was on a plane traveling to Jasper, GA for five days of seminars and encouragement for YoungLives leaders.  Wednesday night, I was in the ER in Jasper, GA after falling and tearing two {possibly three} ligaments in my knee.  Thursday morning, I was on a plane {to the tune of an extra $150} to get back home to be evaluated by an orthopedic surgeon.  Friday, I saw the orthopedic doctor and received discouraging news {apparently knee injuries take a looong time to heal and I may need surgery}.  This coming week I will have an MRI to determine if surgery will be necessary.

The last few days I have been asking God the following questions:

  • Why my “good” leg?
  • How much do you think I can handle?
  • Do You remember that I am having gallbladder surgery in less than two weeks?
  • Have you seen my schedule?
  • How is my hubby going to handle me being unable to drive and walk for eight, possibly twelve weeks?
  • What about Mom’s Nite Out and all the other fundraisers planned in the upcoming months?

Asking those questions and focusing on the pain and inconvenience of this situation only served to put me in a foul mood.  My poor family has listened to me whine and complain way too much this weekend.  My focus has not been where it should be.

Lent got off to a bad start for me, as I sort of forgot about it in the fog of pain medicine and self pity.  So, I am scrapping my plans to give up chocolate and soda for the next 40 days {at this point I will eat whatever someone can bring me} and I am prayerfully, intentionally and apologetically giving up complaining, grumbling and whining.

My pastor shared four questions to ask in difficult circumstances and those are the questions I will be focusing on in the coming weeks:

  1. What can I learn?
  2. What good can come?
  3. How can I trust God in this?
  4. Where can I find joy?

During every speaking engagement I have I remind people that we serve a Romans 8:28 God.  The God that works ALL things out for good, so why am I not trusting that He can use a bum knee and an incapacitated Melissa for His purposes?

So, as I sit here {eternally grateful for internet access and friends that fill in the gaps} I am lifting my eyes up to the One who provides my help, my salvation and my strength.  And, I am casting away the “this-is-not-fair-why-do-these-things-always-happen-to-me-when-am-I-going-to-catch-a-break” itis that has been plaguing me the last few days.

I lift up my eyes to the mountains— where does my help come from?

My help comes from the LORD, the Maker of heaven and earth. He will not let your foot slip—
he who watches over you will not slumber;  indeed, he who watches over Israel

will neither slumber nor sleep.  The LORD watches over you—
the LORD is your shade at your right hand;

the sun will not harm you by day, nor the moon by night. The LORD will keep you from all harm—
he will watch over your life;  the LORD will watch over your coming and going
both now and forevermore.  ~Psalm 121


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