Make it Count for Something~

Psalm 107:2 “Has the LORD redeemed you? Then speak out!”

 

This morning I heard a local radio DJ say, “The only thing I haven’t failed at is failure.” What a totally true statement! On January 4, 2001 I failed as a mom: I sent Hormone to school with appendicitis. He was complaining of a stomachache, and I told him it was probably just hunger and that he would feel better after he ate. A few hours later the school nurse called to say Hormone was in a lot of pain and would I please pick him up. As soon I pulled into the school I saw him walking toward me – doubled over – and then he vomited into the bushes. Instantly, I knew it was appendicitis and drove my screaming-at-the-top-of-his-lungs son straight to the hospital. They operated on him immediately, and upon completion, the surgeon loudly announced that Hormone’s appendix was twice the size of a boy’s his age. I did not know whether to be proud or mortified.

 

Suffice to say that from that moment until now I have said a thousand times, “I will never ever tell anyone not to go to the emergency room if they have a stomachache because it could be appendicitis.” The last time I said it was this past Friday, April 4, when my son called to say his lovely wife had a pain in her side that would not subside. And even though she was not screaming, she was uncomfortable. And even though she did not have every single symptom, I made them promise they would go to the hospital if the pain persisted. And for the one thousandth and one time, I reminded every one of that time I sent a boy to school with an appendix on the verge of rupturing...

 

Turns out Lis did have appendicitis, and Saturday morning they wheeled her in for surgery. It was quick, and for the glory of God Almighty, she did not have any adverse reactions, even though the nurse said that young women her age sometimes do not respond well to the anesthesia side effects. Blah blah blah…

 

And yesterday when she was released, she promptly announced that her weekend hospital stay was like a mini vacation and that she and Hormone had a lot of fun. Go figure!

 

I said of all that to say one word: REDEMPTION.

 

One definition out of the 10 plus that exist is to make it count for something.

 

Jorgie’s experience was unpleasant, to say the least, but since it happened and valuable lessons were learned, the way it counts for something is by using what was learned to help others. In other words, one good thing that came from all this is that my lovely daughter-in-love was attended to in a timely manner. AMEN!

 

Is there something difficult or heartbreaking about your past that you still think about?

 

Let’s ask our redeeming Lord to make it count for something.

 

PRAYER: Dear Lord, Thank You that You can bring something good even out of the most negative experiences of our life. In Christ’s name we pray, AMEN~

Yenise~

With God all things are possible~

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