Stiches and Staples

The past two weeks have been a mixture of fear and faith, pain and healing. It began with eye muscle surgery, carefully planned between family commitments and parenting classes. The procedure went well. My eye surgeon was amazing, praying with me on his knees prior to the surgery relieving my fear and apprehension. And I had a week to quietly recover.

Saturday afternoon my eldest son fell while trying a new ski trick on the terrain park. After a trip to the hospital in the ambulance, the x-rays revealed a spiral fracture of the tibia and fibula. Surgery was performed the following morning, inserting a rod and pins. The recovery time…sixteen weeks.

The care and concern of our family and friends has been incredible. Cards, gifts, and meals show up on our door step, love through words and deeds. But the prayers have made the greatest impact. His accident happened shortly before the Saturday evening service at our church. The church family prayed. His surgery was during the Sunday morning services. Again, our church family prayed. What could be more powerful? “For where two or three gather in my name, there am I with them (Matthew 18:20). Yes, He was, He is and He always will be.

Two weeks later, we have found a new normal. The mom-son time has been sweet. Rather than asking, “Why?”, my son is focusing on Who can heal him. The soft cast has been replaced with a boot to protect his leg. The twenty-eight staples have been removed. His skin looks better daily. Physical therapy begins next week.

My family will continue to pray…thanking God for those He has placed in our lives. What a beautiful reminder of His love.

© 2012 Becky Danielson. All rights reserved.

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