Have you ever heard that old gospel song, "The Unseen Hand'? "There is an unseen hand to me, that leads through ways I cannot see. We're going through this world of woe, this hand still leads me as I go......I'm trusting to the unseen hand, that guides me through this weary land...and some sweet day, I'll reach that strain, still guided by the unseen hand....I long to see my Savior's face, and sing the story I've been saved by grace. And there upon that golden strain, I'll praise Him for his guiding hand.
Are you trusting that unseen hand? I praise God for that unseen hand. Let me tell you the latest story of that Unseen Hand in my life. Saturdays.......ahhh......thank God for Saturdays....no work, downtime, and time at home. This particular one started off cloudy, but unseasonable warm....about 2 weeks ago. I had gotten up, cleaned the house, and done laundry. My husband was in the barn doing some wood working. It was soon to rain, so I put on my running shoes and try to beat the rain. My oldest daughter was at work, and my youngest was chilled out on the sofa. I got back from my run, and started finishing supper..........some homemade beef stew. I looked out the window and the rain began to fall. I smiled and thanked God that He allowed me to get my run in, and get back home before it started.
Now, the stew was done except for simmering.........now it was time for a nice long shower. I was so looking forward to some pajama and beef stew time! I was in the bathroom, 'piddling' as we say it here in the south, lol........getting the right soap, checking to see if I need to pluck my eyebrows, etc. I was just about to start taking my clothes off, when in walks my husband. He looked in the mirror, and quietly says, "We need to go to the hospital." I looked at him, and as I was about to ask why, he took his hand down from his right cheek........my question was immediately answered. There was a gaping hole about 1 1/2 inches long, underneath his cheek bone running horizontally all the way to his ear! Blood was immediately gushing everywhere!
By the time we got to the hospital he had soaked 2 towels, and a camouflage jacket he had in the backseat of his truck, and it was still pouring! The next physician on duty to the ER was on his way, and he is a surgeon. He came in and sutured the artery that had been cut, almost in to....and then the fasia, and finally glued the outer skin. Possible nerve damage was a concern, but he looked better than he did earlier. After a liter of fluids pushed into his vein, and a bag of antibiotics...and 4 1/2 hours..........we were headed back home.
He awoke the next morning, swollen and in pain, but alive and well. He was numb around the cut and about 2 inches above it, and his right eyebrow doesn't move. Looking for the positive...his wrinkles were less noticeable on that side, lol......like he had half of a botox treatment!
I've got so much to thank God for.............you see, I could've very well have been made a widow that night..........but there was an unseen hand that was there! You see, moments earlier, I was thanking God that He took out time to hold back the rain so I wouldn't get wet while running. What I wasn't aware of, was that I was going to need dry clothes for the sudden trip to the ER! That unseen hand protected my husband through this accident, and did not let that tool hit him in the eye.....that would have taken his eye immediately! That unseen hand didn't let that hit knock him out. If it had, he would've laid on that concrete floor and bled to death. It was that unseen hand that let me be home when the accident occurred. It was that unseen hand that had that surgeon's shift to be right at the time that we would need him. It was that unseen hand that did not let him have total paralysis of the right side of his face. Even though he cannot move that right brow.........he's awfully cute when that left brow raises up by itself :).
I don't dwell for one second on why it happened........I thank God for that unseen hand that guided me..through ways I could not see. Oh........how can you not praise His name...........how can you not want to live for Him?? He answers those prayers I do pray...........and that unseen hand takes care of me when I don't even know I need to pray!!
And you OCD cleaners.....like I am, I will add this to the story...........God even helped my husband get into the house, through our beige carpeted bedroom without one drop of blood falling!! And, with our youngest daughter at home, she was able to have our bathroom sink, counter, and floor all cleaned up before we got back! Yes............I don't take anything my God does for granted!!
Oh I do long to to see my Savior's face and sing the story I've been saved by grace........and there upon that golden strain, I'll praise Him for His guiding hand!!
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