Good news: the surgery went well and I am on my way to recovery! I am so grateful to all of you who prayed for me, thought of me, visited me, contacted me, sent me cards and flowers. The reality that I have a global community in Christ was so apparent through the diverse amount of support I received during this difficult time. Thank you.
My dear friends! I have some news and an urgent prayer request. I am in New York unexpectedly early to get surgery on my ankle, which appears to be in much worse condition than originally assumed. While the plan is to eventually move back to Texas, I will not be returning until after my recovery, which could take upwards of four months; nor will I continue my service with Saint Paul’s Outreach next Fall.
As I mentioned in my previous newsletter, life sent me a bit of a curve-ball a couple weeks ago. Long story short, a trampoline accident left me with a fractured ankle and I am now confined to crutches and an ankle boot.
Yesterday afternoon I huddled around my laptop with two of the women in my Formation Small Group to watch a scary movie, since Halloween is right around the corner. We’d had dreary weather all day, and the dim light, rain pelting my window and whistling wind added an extra little scare factor to our experience.
Then last night I woke to the sound of my phone vibrating violently–not the sound of a text message. Twice in the night it went off, informing me of a flash flood warning. I looked outside my window to see buckets of rain drowning our once parched lawn. The wooden fence that divides it from the front swung open and closed sporadically and the trees bent and clunked against my window. The scare factor became a little more real.