On Tuesday night while at dinner, Debbie began experiencing a major headache which came out of no where and continued to get worse and last for hours. We took her to Urgent Care (aka... Eventual Care or They Don't Care) only to find out they didn't have time or room to see her. We went to the ER and waited and waited before a doctor could see her, get her on some pain meds and the order a CAT Scan. Patience is NOT one of my virtues and I found myself getting more irritated and angry at what appeared to me to be a lack of concern on the part of the medical staff there.
She was cleared and sent home to see another doctor in the morning who thought in might be muscle related. Because I needed to know more, I set up an appointment for Debbie with her doctor and asked for them to schedule an MRI.
At this point, all we know is that the pain may have been cause by a muscle spasm. The CAT Scan didn't show anything of concern so that's comforting, but I wanted to MRI for good measure to make sure nothing more serious is happening.
I bring this up because I'd like to be able to tell you that I am cool and calm and just trusting God. The truth is that I am not. But I am trying as the Lord has put Prov 3:5-6 in my head repeatedly since this all started. "Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will direct your paths.
As I meditate on those words, I am comforted by them and know that God has got it all under control. Though I may not feel like a strong Christian at these times, the fact that His word pops into my mind and the fact that I am drawn to Him in prayer tells me that though I am far from perfect, I am continually learning to put my trust in Him. Maybe that's partly why we go through the things we go through.
