The Babysitter

Well after the fall comes the surgery and then the recovery. On Tuesday the 22nd of February I underwent surgery on my knee to repair what I had done while having a blast. The day of the surgery I was as calm and peaceful as a cucumber. I had a peace within me that could have come only from one source and that is the Holy Spirit. On the first Sunday of this month we had communion at church and Reese told us to come to the table hungry. As I sat there praying I told God that I was HUNGRY! and then I felt His Spirit say that when I came to the table I would receive healing. So I went with expectations, after receiving communion Reese asked if he could pray for me and I said yes thinking "This is it!" Reese and Mary Margaret then prayed for me while we were in line and of course holding up the line and I was excited. I went back to my seat wanting to go to the restroom and take of the brace, bend and straighten my knee and dance in the back, but not wanting to disturb the rest of the service I waited but for the very first time I was able to sit comfortably and sit still and not restless. I go up as the service end and my leg would not straighten, slightly disappointed I heard God speak again and this time he said "healing will come in surgery".
As I said the surgery is complete, I am still in pain (mainly when I get up and walk around) but it is minimal, nothing like I expected but I have been very still because of the Babysitters. I know that God has healed me. It will be complete in his timing not mine.
I know the title of the post is "The Babysitter" so let's talk about that. God has taken great care of me through his spirit and through my baby sitters. The first one has been my husband who has taken great care of me only fussing at me at times I am trying to do to much and by trying to be too independent. He worries about me and in fact came out of the shower so fast this morning when I put my crutches against the wall and they made a noise that sounded like falling. It scared him and my man was coming to take care of me. For that I am so grateful. Mike took care of me the day of the surgery and after hours. Yesterday my sitter was Sam. She is awesome, what a great friend I have made since returning to the vineyard. I had known Sam and Chris from before through their daughter Carrie but had no idea that I would be blessed with such a beautiful friendship later on. I thought Mike was tough but she has got him beat. She would not let me get up for love or money other than to go to the bathroom and If I did I would get "The Look" you know the one, the one your mother, my mother gave us when we were not doing as we were supposed to. She bought my lunch and dinner. Sam I just want to THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart. Today I'm trying it out on my own, Mike will come home for lunchtime, and tomorrow my best Friend will be taking me to PT (I'm not looking forward to it AT ALL) but I realize that the pain must come so that I will regain the full use of my leg so it away I am ready for it so that I can get the first one past me.
Sorry this is so long but I just want to Thank God for taking such good care of me. I want to thank my best friend and husband Mike for loving me so. I want to thank Sam for showing me "What Would Jesus Do?" by being a friend and compassionate server of God.