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.

[17] When the righteous cry for help, the LORD hears
and delivers them out of all their troubles.
[18] The LORD is near to the brokenhearted
and saves the crushed in spirit.
[19] 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.