Yet Another Weekend Getaway-Part 2

When I was laying on the ground after I broke my femur, my first thought was, "This can't be happening to me! This only happens to old people. I'm not old!" Old is a matter of opinion. To the 90-year-old, I'm just a kid. To our granddaughter, I'm a dinosaur. Old or not, I was laying there, unable to move my leg. My second thought was, "You idiot! How could you do such a thing?!" But I've broken sticks on the wall like that before. One of my faults is, I'm human. I don't know what's gonna happen five seconds from now. I didn't know that stick would go, Boing! Instead of breaking. I wish I had a magic wand, that I could do a do-over. But here we are. I also wondered, "Is God punishing me?" Four trips to the hospital in the last six months. Is God punishing me? That one, I don't know. But here we are. In any event, What now? Whether my accident means I'm old, stupid, bad, or none of the above, What now? I go with Romans 8:28---"In all things, God is at work to bring something good out of it..." What good might God bring out of this? For Dave the history buff, I'm gonna go with something linked to Abraham Lincoln. "I have often been driven to my knees by the conviction I have nowhere else to go." I hate that I'm so high mainte

nance. I hate that I can't even put on my shoes and socks without help. But here we are. I can't even get on my knees right now. But being as needy as I am, has deepened my sense of dependence. My sense of dependence on God and others. That's a good thing. Who knows? Maybe I'll even get a little humility out of all this. That's a good thing. For today, I will look for the good God might bring out of this, though I sure don't see this as good.