Hey my sweet sweet friends, everyone out there who was witness to my gigantic panic attack disguised as a blog post yesterday...
I have THE happiest of news -
After I hit "publish" yesterday afternoon, I went about my daily tasks for a while but then did something I do a lot (go figure, remember I've got OCDemons yelling at me all day.) I jumped onto my blog from my phone to re-read
what I'd screamed out loud for all the world to see what I'd written.
And I came to the part about Weston's heart tests... and thought, "Oh, my gosh. WAIT. I think... those were in January! Could it be??? If they were, and if they were expensive enough [irony of all ironies] then that means that his leftover deductible is much smaller!
[I know, insurance jargon is almost as confusing as medspeak. Sorry. I'll take it easy on the jargon.]
...Anyway, I'm sure you can guess by now that, YUP! His heart tests had, in fact, been performed on the 4th (which, incidentally, is my lucky number!) of January.
-- And get this --
Originally the tests had been scheduled for the end of December, so they would have fallen under last year, thus removing any impact on this year's deductible...
But he had gotten a bad cough and we had had to reschedule so that he could be over the cough and hold still during the tests.
* <> * <> * <> * MIRACLE! * <> * <> * <> *
^^^YOU SHOULD TOTALLY CLICK ON THAT, IT'S PERFECT!^^^
We were able to make his down payment after all, because the heart test bill was enough to make his remaining deductible affordable.
Oh, my, GOSH. I feel so sheepish now.
Most especially for the simple fact that I seem to have forgotten to let go and put my trust in the Lord.
How am I so fragile that I could still ever, ever, EVER forget to do that? He has saved me countless times before; why would He stop now?
"He is the same yesterday, today, and forever."
So how could I forget?
|Artwork: "In His Constant Care" by Greg Olsen|
Thank you, Lord. Thank you, thank you.
And thank you loved ones who offered your encouragement and prayers!
Tonight, instead of heartache and worry, my tears are for joy and gratitude.
Wessee is now officially going in for his surgery at 7:15 Monday morning.
|Photo by my amazing sister, Aspen|