Over on Facebook I almost started a status update thus:
“I did it! I did it! I did it! I got myself up out of the chair…”
I immediately thought better of that particular string of garbage. True, I am thrilled that things tonight are going this well. But I am a fool to think that God Almighty is not behind me (literally). The Lord Jesus, Who made the deaf to hear and the blind to see, Who raised the dead, yes, that Lord Jesus – He is lifting me up, helping me through this pain.
Speaking of the pain, I cannot ever forget (especially during Lent) that this is a share in His suffering). Over the past few years I have been blessed to be part of a growing prayer chain. You see, I believe that this is the greatest use of the internet and all of our social media tools and applications. I remember friends of ours in Colorado who needed urgent prayers. We all jumped on that through our blogs and statues, through our tweets, our posts, our emails. What I do know about that incident is that almost immediately, there were thousands of people literally stopping what they were doing and saying a prayer for this man and his wife and unborn child. Around the same time, there was a family we know from Virginia who were involved in a terrifying car accident. We’re talking at least six people were airlifted here. They’re all fine today. I guess what I’m hoping for (and I think this IS happening because I can kind of see the results) is that people praying for me in the same manner.
Today started out rough. I had a horrible night of sleep (or lack thereof). There was even a particular moment around 4AM where I woke up in abject pain, could not find my call button, and started yelling for the nurse. I had to get up. I was in pain. AND I had to use the bathroom. As much as I wanted that catheter out of me, it would have come in handy right then. I was just about to resign myself to the possibility that I was going to wet my bed, that’s how bad this was. I took one of my pillows and tossed it at my sleeping wife. She didn’t budge. Finally my weak voice must have reached out into the hallway because the nurse made his appearance and came in to help me.
Anyway, I’m about to take my Valium for the spasms and go back to sleep. Thank you, friends, for your continued prayers. I REALLY TRULY 100% mean that and I love you all for your friendship in Christ.
If you think of it, add another prayer that I might make it back to mass this evening. That might be asking too much but I’m happy to try.
God bless all of you!