Monday is the big day.
Surgery day. I have the date, I have the time, I have a list of things to bring to hospital, a few tips and tricks for surviving recovery and a more than an overnight stay. Logistically, I feel pretty prepared.
Emotionally, physically…not so much.
But I can do this. I can do this because I have the most incredibly, loving community of people around me who have chosen to surround me and support me. (Also, please click this link, and pass this along if you feel led!) If I’m feeling weak and broken, there is an amazing strength and patience and love holding me up, no matter what. I am so grateful.
And above all (and it bears repeating…), I am fully trusting and believing that God is in this. I’ve had moments of “Why me? Why this?”, but everywhere I turn, He is proving over and over again that His love is unfailing, His strength is everything, and He will never leave me alone.
This situation feels like a test of faith and perseverance. But there have been so many moments of faith becoming sight, and I can’t deny that He is my hope, my provision, and my song.
I will sing again someday. But for now, I will praise Him in the midst of this – with all my heart, even in the days ahead when I won’t physically have a voice. My life is in His hands, and even though the path ahead of me is dark, I am putting one foot in front of the other, with enough light to see what needs to be done today. One breath, one moment at a time.
“Jesus replied, “What is impossible with men is possible with God.” -Luke 18:27