Sunday, July 21, 2013
real joy, real friendship
I've started this blog post... deleted... and started again a few times now. This story is so important to me and I want so badly to share my heart about this and the words are not coming out as easily as I want them to. Maybe that's because this story touches my heart in a deep, profound way. It's changed me and blessed me and drawn me even closer to my amazingly generous, heavenly Father more than ever before. He really is able to do more than we could ever ask or imagine in our wildest dreams but we just need to let go of our silly preconceived notions.
So pretend you're sitting across from me in my living room. The sun is setting and we're drinking ice cold peach iced tea while beautiful light dances through the windows. We are dear friends and I'm sharing with you this story of one of the most blessed weeks of friendship I've ever known.
It starts with a horrible fall and a **crack** which is followed by my friend Chris yelling to my husband and I, "Natalie's fallen... Natalie's fallen... I think she's terribly hurt... call 911... I believe she may be going into shock!!"
Everything stops... It's as if I myself went into shock for a moment. What is going on? What do you mean Natalie's fallen?? And what is that horrible noise??
I start to come to only to see my daughter lying on the grass and making a very strange moaning sound. I don't know how to describe it but I hope I NEVER, EVER hear that sound again. I like to think I am this strong woman of faith but that was my baby down there on the grass, my first born. "NEAL!!!" I yell. "Go help her!!!"
We run down to her side. I don't know how to describe what I saw. It makes me sick to remember. Her face was pale, lips almost white, and her eyes were rolling around, not quite focusing. Then I saw her arm. I don't want to offend or gross out any of you that have a weak stomach but I will just say that it didn't look anything like the way her arm was supposed to look. Things were not in the right place, not by a long shot.
Neal picked her up and cradled her in his arms as best he could while we waited for the ambulance to arrive. My friend was on her phone with the 911 operator and I was panicking. I'm not as good under pressure when it's one of my babies! I'm so thankful for the strong hand of their daddy because mama was a mess!
Once the firefighters arrived I began to feel better that they would make sure that my baby was going to be okay and they helped me to settle down. During this time my best friend called her dad who lives just around the corner and is the pastor of our church.
He and his wife were here in less than a minute. I remember looking over and seeing him at the door of the ambulance comforting Natalie in his grubbies and praying for her. As I grabbed my purse, his wife, with the amazing administrative skills, came walking up the hill to our deck asking what needed to be done as she was rolling up her sleeves. I don't know what happened after that because I had climbed into ambulance and was headed to the hospital.
While in the ambulance I sent out a quick group text to a few of our friends.
Natalie has fallen.
We're riding in an ambulance to the hospital.
What I didn't know at the time was that a few people were gathered at my friends house, including my sister in law, and they IMMEDIATELY grabbed hands and each took turns praying over Natalie.
I sent them another text.
We've just been told that we may need to be transferred to Children's. The dislocation is pretty bad and it may be broken as well. They're consulting a specialist. Please pray.
And they pray.
Can I just tell you as a mother how much it means to me that THEY STOPPED EVERYTHING to call out to the Lord on my daughter's behalf. It blesses me down to the tips of my toes.
I wanna tell you something.
I used to think that my friends needed to be just like me, enjoy the same things, share the same interests... And now I know that having friends that aren't exactly like you is the best gift you could ever receive! I thought I knew what I wanted, BUT GOD KNEW WHAT I NEEDED.
We've been together awhile now, these friends of mine, and they are so solidly locked into my heart. They KNOW me and because we're different, they ACCEPT me; and I LOVE them for it!
Back to my story...
After hours of sitting in the ER. And I do mean hours...
The results CHANGED!
"Upon final review, it turns out that although the dislocation is severe we will be able to take care of it here, tonight."
MIRACLE NUMBER 1
We were told later that Natalie may have pain and possibly have trouble sleeping through the night.
Once we arrived home we gave her something to eat and put her to bed- no pain meds. She slept through the night.
MIRACLE NUMBER 2
Ever since that night in the hospital Natalie hasn't taken even 1 ibuprofen or tylenol.
MIRACLE NUMBER 3
Turns out these are all answers to prayer! Our friends were praying that she would not need surgery, that she would not have any broken bones, and that she wouldn't have any pain.
God is so super awesome!