Well, It’s Over . . . Or It’s Just Begun?

I am so glad I had the HIP done first; it was a piece of cake. : ) Not so with two knees. But I must say that every day gets better and a little easier. Max and Carol Pool provide such a relaxing and encouraging atmosphere; a great place to heal.

God provided many opportunities to talk about the Lord Jesus with the host of care givers who came to my bedside. One man was from Pakistan and was disgusted at the sinfulness of man . . . but not yet of his own sinfulness. He promised me he would read our GREAT tract on God’s Simple Plan of Salvation. Some came from Haiti, Nigeria, Ireland and America. All were open to talk, though talking with tubes going in and out is not the most refreshing witnessing I have ever done. How God uses our weaknesses.

Monday, I begin out-patient therapy which will run M - W - F. On Tuesdays and Thursdays, I will need to have blood drawn so my surgeon can keep track of my status, particularly regarding blood clotting.

It is amazing to me how quickly our knees want to shut down with scar tissue. Within an hour after stretching, I feel like I am starting all over again. And then there is the pain! Nothing compared to HIS for me. What love . . . what wondrous love. “I knew all my bones . . ., “ he said.

Thank you for praying for me. I miss home, my dear family and our wonderful church that Jesus has built and its pulpit.

How grateful I am for a faithful staff of leaders that love to serve the Lord and His people. I am a privileged pastor, undeserving but greatly favored. I will try to update regularly.