Jeremiah 33:3 Call to me and I will answer you... Thank you, Lord, that you are always faithful to your promises.
It was 3AM last week in a hospital in a strange country, a little boy sleeping on a mat on the floor (my call button), mosquitos feasting upon me through the screenless windows, IV tethering me to the bed....life was reduced to gasping breaths against the pain in my abdomen, breaths that whispered "Heal me, O Lord!" And He DID answer me.
Day by day He has strengthened me, restored my bodily functions, lessened my pain. Today I actually walked up a flight of stairs into the hospital, waiting in the crowded clinic, had my staples removed and walked (a tiny bit wobbly) down the street to the taxi. Praise the Lord, the surgeon proclaimed me on the way to recovery. Tomorrow (Tuesday) we take a 9 to 10 hour train ride to Hyderabad, one day of rest, then 1AM Thursday off to the airport for another 20 or 30 hours to OKC. Please pray for a safe and healthy trip home for all of us.
It has been a miracle to find a great surgeon and good hospital where we didn't expect it. It has been a great miracle that I didn't wait one more day before reluctantly going to a hospital. Thank all of you for your prayers. Thank Johnpaul's family for all the extra work feeding me specially, making me comfortable, even sitting up with me in the hospital. Most of all, thank God for His love and mercy, lifting me up from a dangerous situation, and setting my feet upon a Rock. I am yours, Lord.
Alice Sharrock
