The phone call that changed my summerPosted on Aug 21, 2013 | 38 comments
You know how one phone call can change your day?
Good calls fill your heart with such joy that you can’t help but stop and do a little “happy dance” right there where you are. I love those calls.
Bad ones can take your knees out from under you. One minute you’re standing, the next minute you’re sitting with your head in your hands. Those calls are the worst.
Other calls are a mix of relief and fear, something like an emotional SweeTart. They leave you with a pounding heart and sweaty palms, but also with a sense of gratitude and joy.
I received one of those on July 15th.
“Mom, I’ve been in an accident.”
My ordinary Monday became anything but in that moment.
Of course there was much scurrying on Scott’s end as paramedics arrived and he was transported to an emergency room. (Scott lives three hours away.) There was an equal amount of scurrying on our end as Sarah and I stuffed our overnight bags and headed out of town.
I’ll spare you the long and complicated story, but suffice it to say that a compound (open) leg fracture will derail your plans for a while.
The wait seems interminable to this 23-year-old who was excited to begin his career and get on with life after college. But in this wait we’ve learned a few things.
“Life is waiting,” writes author Jeff Goins in his latest release, The In-Between: Embracing the Tension Between Now and the Next Big Thing.
“Our lives are full of inconvenient setbacks,
not due to some great cosmic mistake but
because of some divine purpose we don’t comprehend.”
~Jeff Goins, The In-Between
We’ve sought the Lord on some of the divine purposes He may have in mind in this situation. We’ve come up with several, but Jeff is right – there’s no way to really know. For now, Scott gets up every day, has coffee, and hobbles off to work.
If you’ve ever had a leg cast, you know the importance of keeping it elevated. He clunks it up on a chair and works around it all day.
And looks at it. Just sitting there.
Or is it?
Inside those layers of fiberglass, unseen to our eyes, is a flurry of cellular activity. The bones are growing back together, but they have to be immobilized for the healing to take place.
And so it is with us.
That’s worth TWEETING, don’t you think?
And part of growing is learning to find joy in the journey.
Thanks to all who have prayed for us, sent cards and emails and texts. We’re so grateful for you!