Today I was reminded how much God loves me and the precious people in my life. He also reminded me how much the same precious people love me. I had a meltdown this morning after reading a prayer request that came in via e-mail. My sweet friend, Jill, had fallen down her stairs and was taken to the local ER. No other info in the e-mail so I started filling in the blanks. I also wasn’t able to reach anyone in the know so I continued to fill in the blanks on my own and started to panic. After about 30 minutes I was able to reach her mom and found out that she had sprained her shoulder and was already on her way home. As I sat praising God for her minimal injury, that won’t feel so minimal tomorrow, the phone rings. It’s Jill’s husband, Mike and three of their four children, calling me from their car. It’s amazing how quickly my attitude changed when I heard from the little people in my life who mean the world to me. Anna, their only daughter, wanted to know when I was coming to see her. I asked when would be a good time and she responded “tomorrow”. I asked what was so significant about tomorrow and she said “nothing, just going to school and coming home”. I try to divert the conversation because it breaks my heart to reveal the truth – I can’t come over tomorrow or the next day or even the next day. We share other fragmented conversations and she is off into her own world and I’m off the hook. Mike goes on to tell me that their 3rd child, Josh, was just asking why we don’t come around anymore. I’m ready to lose it again. This is after I think his wife has fallen down an entire set of stairs and is lying unconscious in the hospital. Mike tried to explain to Josh that we live really far away and the explanation seems to be lost on my #1 fan. This is what makes these little guys so special. They just love me and want to see me and they can’t comprehend why a little thing called the ocean keeps me from showing up periodically for breakfast, lunch or dinner. This is why I love God – He is faithful to me even while I’m “freaking out” and He even blesses me with a sweet phone call. Jill even called while I was typing this. Now it's 16 hrs. later and she is running on the morning adrenaline and some good drugs - she seems normal right now.
I do ask that you pray for her as she will have her shoulder in a sling for a while and won’t be able to carry that stupid Kirby up or down the stairs for a few weeks. I have always hated that vacuum cleaner and now, since it is a suspect in her accident, I really have contempt for it!!! I also have to thank my friend, Laura, who got to experience my “freaking out”. She was the first person to answer the phone and she was so calm and a great influence on me during those stressful moments!!! Note to self: Don’t panic, God is in control. Don’t carry a Kirby up or down the stairs – it could cause injury!!! God loves me and so do my “faraway” friends.
Heather in ATL - #travelingphotographer
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