Today is the Lord's Day. He set it aside for Himself for us to acknowledge Him for who He is. Today is the day of the week to be in a church to worship the one true God. After this previous week we should be there with humble thanksgiving.
What will today bring for you? I'm praying for the many that are struggling in the USA. Some trying to recover from storms and fires. Some trying to recover broken relationships. Some working to help those with deep needs for power and food and water and even shelter. Many are moving on as if nothing ever happened. We do need to move on but we must also provide for needs and offer earnest prayers for all those that continue to struggle.
My ponderings today as I walked back from the beach: It will be a beautiful spring across the south. Irma and her strong winds cleared the way for new growth. Much of the dead was blown out along with the weak. It is quite evident along the roadways. Resilient trees and shrubs remain ready to grow. Now. How are we going to respond? Are we going to put on new growth or are we going to stand firm against God's standards for our lives and resist Him? Now is the time to grow! Mathew 6:33
We are anxious about the news of Irma the hurricane headed across the Atlantic after witnessing what Harvey has done to Texas. Our prayer is that it stays in the water and fizzles out.
This past week has seemed like Saturday everyday. It makes it difficult to know what you are supposed to be doing for the day. My doing is best when it is not a surprise and not sitting around doing nothing. I volunteered at Woodbine Elementary this week and accomplished quite a bit for Melodie. I have volunteered to help The Parent Center and that should begin this week. Community Bible Study kicked off on Monday and that will give me something to do and like everyday for the next 7-8 months. An Evening in December rehearsals will begin soon and that will challenge me musically thru Christmas. Allegiance is under way again with some new students and more voices. I look forward to this group each week. Today we went with Charlie and Lynda to celebrate a big birthday for her. It was where I discovered Pelican Wings that I like very much. College football is in full swing starting today and that is fun while Teresa goes shopping. Now that my schedule is becoming more normal I can also get back to writing Goose Freedom again.
School is back in session and the island has less visitors. We are getting back to a normal with routines and friendship renewals after a summer break (and a leg break for me). I am revising my schedule to accommodate my desired activities and getting back to my book writing, Goose Freedom. Christmas in December rehearsals begin soon as Amelia Baptist Church prepares for three special presentations of the 2017 Christmas Music.
It's just a normal day. At least that is the way it started. Sunday School, Morning Worship, Adult Choir Rehearsal in th afternoon and then Allegiance rehearsal. In preparation for Allegiance to sing on Sunday we moved to the other side of the stage to use the keyboard instead of the piano. I stepped onto the stage to speak to one of the singers but I don't know if I even said anything. One slip up and you get labeled. I got my label at the hospital and did not know it until I got home. It simply says: Fall Risk. Yes, I slipped with my no slip shoes and landed on my right hip. I insisted they complete the rehearsal and I would get up soon. Sometime during the two songs I blacked out and my back was soaked with sweat. Pastor Neil was behind me and as soon as the choir finished singing he insisted Pam call 911. They arrived very quickly, got my vitals and information and asked to help me up. That didn't happen. The two EMT's and the two Firemen picked me up in my current position and placed me on the stretcher. The ride to the hospital was a bit bumpy and not at all comfortable. They asked about giving me morphine for the pain and I declined. I got to an ER room quickly while Neil took my car to find out why Teresa was not answering her phone. She had turned it off. When Neil appeared at the door and Teresa saw my car she thought we were stopping in to get her and go out to eat. She pulled it together and arrived at the hospital for some test and X-Rays. Yes, they brought the machine to my ER room but until you have experienced sitting on an X-Ray negative with a broken leg you don't know pain. Whew, that was doneand finally I got something for pain. At least they said I did. I have no idea how many personnel I saw in that ER visit but it was surely more than my fingers and toes could count. The rooms were all full so it was nearly after when I got settled into my own room. Mind you, I had lunch and no supper and now its NPO time anticipating surgery soon. Just before midnight Teresa did find a vending machine and I had a pack of crackers. It was better than nothing. The nurse doubled my pain meds from every four hours to every two hours. I'm pretty sure that made me happy. My doctor arrives early and says she is putting me on a waiting list for surgery even if its 6 or 7 pm. Oh boy. They did have a cancellation and I got moved up to 4 pm. By 7 pm I was back in my room and feeling much better. I still got the pain meds. Yea! I think. Tuesday morning my doctor drops in to give me a potential line up for recovery. PT shows up and gets me with a series of exercises and here we go walking down the hall with a walker and a chair following me. Well, PT comes again after lunch and they all agree I can go home.
Update: It has been a struggle but I have learned a lot and prayed a lot and endured a lot. My muscles are growing in my back and arms keeping weight off the one leg. Sleeping has been a challenge staying on my back. But friends and family have been encouraging and supportive thru this adventure. My greatest comfort has been Teresa and her constant care for me. (She moves the walker out of my reach at night so I can't get up without her.) Oh yeah, my doctor got sick and my appointment postponed then postponed again when she was placed in the hospital. Hopefully, she is doing better and will be able to see me this week (May 25). My in-home PT finished with me on the 15th and I'm keeping up the exercises. I want to be active again and back on a Segway too. My biggest surprise guest visitors at home were my "kids" from Amelia's Wheels. They brought me a goodie bag of chocolate and a Tanner the Turtle stuffed toy. My target date is June 15th to be close to normal again. Of course, the doctor gets the final word. (Some of the details may be a bit fuzzy as the pain and the pain meds did affect my thinker.)
Update: I saw my doctor on May 25. She was hospitalized for kidney stones because she is pregnant. Both are doing well without the stones. I got my staples removed and they let me have the zipper scar as a souvenir. I am to continue home therapy on my own and healing seems to be doing well. Teresa and I saw the before and after x-rays of the break and the screws. I go back on June 22 for x-rays and hopefully a quick release soon thereafter. So much for my target date.
Update: On June 4 I am bandage free and "Walker" remains my constant companion for at least 19 more days.
Update: On June 22 my doctor did X-rays and said bone growth was good and it was time to release Walker and move on to therapy for strengthening muscles that had atrophied.
Update: On June 29 I began a new relationship with Cane, Walker's little brother, and struggling with back muscles that no longer like the sitting. My therapist says they must be strengthened as well. Cane and I are up to a half mile walk and down to a 28 minute mile from the first day of 48 in only four days. I also gave Cane a rest today and he rode on my shoulder on the way back. He was slowing me down a bit.
Update: On July 5 I had my third physical therapy visit with Dixie Manning. I am now no longer attached to Cane and have to change my schedule for increased walking (without assistance) and basically start over at 1/4 mile a day and build back up to my normal. I should also be able to go back to work (limited) after July 23.
Update: On August 3 my doctor and my therapist released me. The healing is done but now the muscles must be strengthened. I am walking to the beach and on the beach but very careful stepping on rugged terrain. I have joined the YMCA to quicken the process of muscle rebuilding. I think at this 'age' of the game I will be doing this for a lifetime.
I begin my day, everyday, singing two songs in my head and putting on the Spiritual Armor.
I'm Yours Lord
I've made my Spiritual Armor personal for me as Paul did with the Roman soldier.
I start with the helmet of salvation. There was a point in time I made a profession of faith in Jesus. I have been saved. I have not reached perfection so I am being saved. At the end of my life on this earth I will be saved. My daddy had mules on the farm when I was young. They had blinders while plowing in the field to keep them from getting distracted so they could do what they were supposed to be doing. My helmet of salvation acts as stubborn mule blinders for me to keep me focused and to keep my eyes on Jesus and not the things Satan wants me to see. It also protects my mind from wandering astray with thoughts that could lead to sinful actions. The helmet is a reminder to keep my tongue in check and to limit what my ears hear. We have to stay focused to live a godly lifestyle.
I next put on the breastplate of righteousness. My heart needs protecting too. It is my physical lifeline. It can provide compassion for many and strength to stand strong for others as well. It is my desire to be His servant. I am not to simply have head knowledge of God and His Word but to have a heart that is serving and welcoming to those in need of Jesus. When I retired I selected a retirement mission statement that simply says Retired to Serve.
I now put on the Belt of Truth. It, like the Roman Soldiers belt, holds everything together. It reminds me that I must be a man of integrity in all my dealings even when I am wronged.
My feet are shod with the Gospel of Peace. Our feet get us from place to place and for me they get me to many that need the Gospel. I meet two men most days for the sunrise. I meet two men for breakfast most Tuesdays. I work closely with six 20 something year olds. I've been accused of being a Barnabas. I want to be a Barnabas and a goldy example with these with whom I have contact each week. We all need more of Jesus in our lives.
Now comes the Shield of Faith. Satan is after those of us that believe in Jesus with doubts and frailties and many temptations. We understand that germs are everywhere and without an immunity we are vulnerable to all types of diseases. My shield is like the Boy in the Bubble who had no immunity. I need the shield all the way around me 24/7 for protection from the temptations of the evil one.
I hold in my hand and in my head and heart the Sword of the Spirit. God's Word keeps me on track and it reminds me of God's standards when I have imperfect thoughts and failures. I also seek to allow the Holy Spirit to control my sword so I don't strike someone and hurt them that causes them to stumble or turn away from God.
Prayer is my most powerful weapon for both defense and offense. I pray daily for those individuals with whom I have contact daily or weekly. I pray that I can be a positive witness and share my faith so they too will have a relationship with Jesus for eternity.
I have added one additional weapon into my arsenal. Nehemiah said "The joy of the Lord is my strength". I have no strength on my own to enter battles against Satan unless I have the Lord throughout my whole being. He is my joy in all I do. He is my strength.
My seven year old grandson Bailey left on his four-wheeler one day and was gone for a very long time. When he finally arrived home without his four-wheeler that would not start he was asked whey it took him so long to get home. He said, "It was the grasshoppers. They distracted me." We should be careful about the grasshoppers in our lives. I had a prayer group leader that once said if the devil can't get you busy sinning he would surely get you busy. If you are like me it is easy, even in retirement, to get busy and distracted. Let's put on the Full Armor of God and not get distracted from all that really matters.
Lord, I pray for the full armor for each of these men today as we go into this world that is so confused and empty. Help us meet all people with your standards and Salvation each and every day.
We had family guest today for a beach visit. Uncle Dwight and Aunt Fay, Kenny and Gina, Chris and Janna and their four beautiful youngsters. Four generations in that side of the family all together.
We just got back from a trip to Ocilla and Fitzgerald for a funeral for my first cousin, Marcia Calhoun. We were able to reacquaint ourselves with family and some classmates from high school.
I'm a wanna be writer but only dabble with personal stories and illustrations. My true joy is my relationship with God and family. Then comes the music and technology. I'm writing a children's book called Goose Freedom.