You Want me There at What Time?

Last week I went for Pre-Op and my final visit with the doctor. Can you believe they want me at the hospital by 5:30 AM??? Me, with no coffee, has to leave my house at 5:00 AM to arrive to the hospital by 5:30 AM. Just pray for my hubby, as I am sure he'll need it. If you know me at all, I am not such a sweet person early in the morning, especially without my coffee.

Now just two days from surgery and I am surprisingly calm. Well, it's not really surprising because I know many have already been praying for me. The Lord has helped me so much this week, that I am almost looking forward to surgery. I know that sounds crazy, but God is good and his peace comes just at the right time.

As I read in Psalms this week, every verse on mercy or compassion seemed to jump off the page. How good God is to me, is beyond amazing!

Psalm 81:10
" I am the Lord thy God, which brought thee out of the land of Egypt; open thy mouth wide and I will fill it."

Psalm 86:13
"For great is thy mercy toward me: and thou hast delivered my soul from the lowest hell."

What a privilege to serve a God who takes such care of me, physically, spiritually and emotionally. As I was reading this week in One Thousand Gifts by Ann Voskamp, her words on the gifts of God really stood out. She has helped me see that ALL of His gifts are good, even the difficult ones. "Leave the hand open and be. Be at peace. Bend the knee and be small and let God give what God chooses to give because He only gives love and whisper surprised thanks."

So as I prepare myself for surgery on Friday, I am trusting Him for ALL. Because ALL he gives is good.

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