During the night I have to hook the pump up to a battery charger and each time I go to the "you know what", I have to disconnect everything and the charger makes a loud beep. Annoying!
What God is giving me during this time is a brand new appreciation of what my dear niece Holly must be going through as she is confined to her bed at the Lyndhurst Hospital in Toronto. He has to be hoisted into her wheelchair. She is still behind in her rehab because the deep wound on her backside is very slow healing. I can barely imagine what this young lady must be going through. The terrible accident took place near the end of June so she has been bedridden for three months. How does she do it? I can certainly understand any anger she must have as she lays there day after day.
I was reminded of an old poem this morning as I was thinking of Holly.
Here it is:
Today upon a bus I saw a girl with golden hair.
She seemed so gay, I envied her and wished that I were half so fair.
I watched her as she rose to leave and saw her hobble down the aisle;
She had one leg and wore a crutch; but as she passed...a smile.
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine; I have two legs and the world is mine.
Later on I bought some sweets. The boy who sold them had such charm, I thought I'd stop and talk awhile.
If I were late, 'twould be no harm. And as we talked he said, "Thank you, sir. You've really been so kind.
It's nice to talk to folks like you because you see, I'm blind."
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine; I have two eyes and the world is mine.
Later walking down the street, I met a boy with eyes so blue;
But he stood and watched the others play...it seemed he knew not what to do.
I paused, and then I said, "Why don't you join the others, dear?"
But he looked straight ahead without a word, and then I knew, he couldn't hear.
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine; I have two ears and the world is mine.
Two legs to take me where I go; two eyes to see the sunset's glow;
Two ears to hear all that I should know.
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine; I'm blest indeed...this world is mine! - Grover C. Gouber
And when I think of Holly there, confined to bed, with many a care,
Oh, God forgive me when I whine, I'm blest indeed, JESUS is mine!
Note: Please continue to keep Holly in your prayers. Thanks so much!
"Eternal God, cradle Holly in your everlasting arms right now. Speak peace to her troubled heart. Touch her aching body with your healing power. Holy Spirit, remind Holly that Jesus is present in her room, lovingly watching over her. Thank You for Your ways which are beyond our understanding. You know the "whys" we struggle with and You have the plans and purposes of our lives mapped out. Assure Holly of your never-ending, unconditional love right now. We praise You for what You will do...in Jesus' strong and mighty name. AMEN!"