There’s a long story behind this, which I won’t bore you with right now, but this is the setting: I’m on the floor in my  bedroom and can’t get up.

I’m in a very weakened condition suffering from a severe case of chemo-related diarrhea. My legs just won’t work so I’m stuck there. I can’t crawl, but can use my arms. I know I need something to drink as I am very dehydrated. I needed to get to the phone, but first I knew I desperately needed something to drink.

Then I spotted an unopened bottle of Gatorade, just what I needed, but it was on the other side of the room, at least 3 miles away. I prayed. The suggestion came to me to use two hangers as a type of lasso to reach across the underside of the bed and pull the bottle to me. After much work, I got the bottle, but could not open it. I was very weak and could not open the tight lid.

Then I spotted a safety pin – a large one. I used it to punch a hole in the side of the bottle and was able to empty the bottle ito a drinking mug. I drank and drank. I was in such a weakened state that I believe I could not have survived to get to the phone without the liquid.

Eventually I made it to the phone. I spent 18 hours on the floor working and resting, trying to get up, then just trying to get to the phone.

Help came – I was rescued – and spent two weeks in the hospital getting my poor system back to ‘normal’.

God was with me through every moment of the 18 hours and gave me solutions to the problems I ran into.

 13 Those who are planted in the house of the LORD
         Shall flourish in the courts of our God.
 14 They shall still bear fruit in old age;
         They shall be fresh and flourishing,
 15 To declare that the LORD is upright;
         He is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in Him.

Praise Him