"A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in pictures of silver." Proverbs 25:11
I had to make a choice. I could either stay home or go to church without my nose bandage, which these days also helps to protect my tender heart. I surely didn't want to scare the children :) or make the adults uncomfortable, but Mountain Man and I had decided that perhaps the wound was healing better when I didn't have it covered. (We still really don't know what is best...)
So, I went. I'm sure it was surprising to others to see the wound. My dear friend, Linda, who doesn't shrink away from uncomfortable or awkward situations, boldy asked me how things were healing, and I was glad to talk to her about it. The yucky-looking nose was dealt with, and we didn't have to pretend it wasn't there while we talked with each other. No one else said a word. I'm sure they just didn't want to upset me or hurt my feelings, and it was a relief to not have to answer questions over and over since I'm so easily brought to tears about the matter. Still, I felt so awkward all day, like my nose was the big elephant in the room that everyone pretends isn't there.
Then comes along dear Russell, one of the many great Spencer boys. As I'm sitting in a chair, he comes up and directly asks, "What happened to your nose?" There are no looks of horror from him, no disrespect, just simple curiosity. "Oh, it's the wound from my surgery," I reply. "Well, it's forming a scab," he states. "When it forms a scab, that means it's getting better," he adds, and then he smiles. Such few kind words from such a young man (8 or 9 years old) that brought such great joy to my heart. Perhaps those words wouldn't have even meant so much from an adult. After all, as we get older, we learn to be more guarded with our words, often trying to offer comfort, but sometimes managing to say the wrong thing. Russell's words weren't planned, and he probably had no idea how kind I thought his words were, but God used this precious young man to bless me so deeply yesterday.
Thank you, Russell.
Hi Queen Mom (My Trisha)
ReplyDeleteI'm so proud of you going to church and leaving your bandage off. What a courageous thing to do.
Still praying for complete healing.
Love and miss you.
MOM
Queen Mom,
ReplyDelete(I can say that with no dis-loyalty to my Mom as she is the Queen Mother. :))
WOW! That was a big step to go to church without your bandage! I do love how the children always know how to say something to sweeten the day or cause peals of laughter- while not knowing they are doing it!
Praying for that "scab" to keep healing!
Love,
Rebecca
Queen Mom,
ReplyDeleteYou will always be beautiful, with or without nose surgery. Keep that beautiful smile and you will do just fine. Love you, auntie marian
Mrs. Poff,
ReplyDeleteSince I was honored to be at your church last sunday, I can say first hand that you looked wonderful. You radiate inward and outward beauty to everyone around you and there's nothing they could do to your nose to dim your beauty.
I'll continue to pray for complete healing of your nose.
Have a fabulous day enjoying the love and mercy our Lord continually shows to us.
Love,
Meghan
1 Thessalonians 5:18 "Give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you."
My dear friend,
ReplyDeleteHow sweetly you phrased my lack of tact. I truly thought you looked great! It certainly didn't look as bad as I expected after all the warning the dr. had given you. I'm glad Russell's words were encouraging to you and not hurtful! You should have seen the smile on his face when Caity read your post to him. Thank you back for your words of encouragement!
Dear Meghan,
ReplyDeleteYou left a comment!:) Thank you for your sweet words! Hmmm, it's quite obvious why those Spencers love you so much. Hugs to you!
Linda, dear, I didn't think you showed a lack of tact at all! I love your honesty and gift for dealing with life head-on. I can picture Russell's sweet smile now!
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