Claimed, gathered and sent

I am homeward bound as the song says. Despite my initial trepidation, I am rapidly progressing and will be ready to go home Sat. When talk of such an early discharge first arose, I was scared . Even though I was progressing much more rapidly than I did with my left knee, I still had to accomplish a number of feats. Since then, those goals have been met. So the next few weeks will consist of a parade of people through our home: phlebotomists to draw my blood three times a week and physical therapists to work those muscles. Then with greater strength comes the task of packing up to move Aug. 1. Thanks be to God for another chapter of our lives. Picture courtesy of flickr.

God delights in our cooperation with his purposes, but thankfully he works in spite of us. An update on L's situation--progress has been made and her blood work has improved. A weight has been lifted from their shoulders. Thank you for joining in prayer wih us. picture from flickr

God's presence is evident wherever we dare to look for it. My relationship with L. is one such example. When I had my knee surgery last week L. and I were next to each other in the recovery room. We have the same doctor and had the same procedure on the same knee. We were room mates in the hospital. We are room mates here at Riverview . One sleepless night as we talked, we discovered that Ray and I know her brother from church! Coincidence...I think not. So I have been asking God what was going on, what purpose does he have for our meeting? It is becoming much clearer now. My surgery was nice and straightforward, unlike L's. Whatever could go wrong has gone wrong, the latest of which is problems with the clotting of her blood, leaving her vulnerable to blood clots. She and her family are scared. As doctors work to resolve the crisis, they wait and wonder how and if a solution will be found. But God knows all about this. My role is to befriend and pray. Picture from flickr.