I am lying in bed here in our little loft we love so much. I’m looking out over the snow. My knee replacement surgery went well. Great doctors and great care in a great hospital in Denver. The pain yesterday was really tough. I felt ambushed by it. I’m always overly optimistic about ” punching through it”.
My dear Holly has been taking such good care of me. That gal has a lot of love in her heart. ❤️ One of the highlights of my hospital stay was being able to speak with everyone that entered my room for two days about the Lord (For real). I explained to the staff, from Docs to cleaning staff, that they were ministers, not employees. They meet people at a point when they are vulnerable with a portion or all of their lives in the palm of their hands. 👐
I told them I was not just a patient but rather a husband, a dad, a grandfather, and a friend. They were actually ministering to all of those people who were praying for me and waiting for a good report. About half of them teared up. Some hugged me! But it wasn’t about me. It’s about the message that’s true.
As a bonus, I sensed great sorrow in the spirit of my physical trainer. I felt led to ask for her permission to ask her a personal question. She said yes and then I asked her how her marriage was. She just dropped her head and said ” It’s horrible. I think it may be over .” It was the lunch hour so I asked her to punch out so we could speak on private time. I had the privilege of counseling her for an hour in that hospital room and she left with a page of notes and an assignment from me and a prayer and a blessing from Holly!
A new life lesson, I thought to myself, when Christ shows up He can turn a hospital room into a church!
Thanks so much for your friendship and all of your prayers!
In His grip,