Welcome to my ongoing adventures with surgery.
Arriving at the hospital I was surprised to learn that the only empty bed on the ward was a private room. Fortunate since the preparation for the surgery had me up literally all night. And of course, when you are not feeling well physically, you also feel your vulnerability.
I woke up around 5 am and couldn’t get back to sleep. So I listened to some music I’d brought with me. One of the songs included a scripture reading that caught my ear.
“Many are the troubles of the righteous, but the Lord delivers him out of them all.”
I played it again. Yes I heard that right. And the thought struck me, that this preparation for surgery was an “affliction” and God was there with me and would deliver me. I looked up the passage and found it in Psalm 34.
 When the righteous cry for help, the LORD hears
and delivers them out of all their troubles.
 The LORD is near to the brokenhearted
and saves the crushed in spirit.
 Many are the afflictions of the righteous,
but the LORD delivers him out of them all. (Psalm 34:17-19 ESV)
As I read and reread Psalm 34 I felt surrounded with peace and comfort. I left the music on and was able to sleep on and off until 11 am (interrupted only by the nurse and a couple of bouts of upset stomach from the pre-surgery prep).
The rest of the day was spent relaxing, waiting for the surgery, scheduled at 3 pm. A friend came to be with me when I went down to the surgery suite. The anesthesiologist came by and there I was with my friend—waiting.
Finally, two doctors came, quite apologetic. My surgeon asked them to advise me that the case he was working on would go for a few hours more, and that my surgery would have to be postponed.
And then came the surprise. I was not upset. In fact, I had amazing peace about the whole thing, and found myself wondering if the other patient would be OK, and praying for them and my doctor in my heart. I also realized how thankful I am I have this doctor. He was not going to reschedule to do me later in the day, when he was already tired. And I even cracked a joke, which I don’t remember right now, but they laughed… and then came back to make sure I really wasn’t upset.
Later my friend and I talked. I was amazed at the peace God had given, and the ability to respond in a positive way to the postponement.
Quite honestly, I am not looking forward to the pre-op preparation again, but you know, God is still in control, and I can rest in Him. Why? Because I know that I am not righteous, my righteousness is based on something much bigger—the blood of Jesus poured out for me. And clothed in His righteousness, I can look at this affliction, and know that He will deliver me from this too.