Chris
and I both went to the hospital early yesterday to pray with Seaside’s Acrobat
Joe and his wife Cindy. He was scheduled
to have surgery on his back. They were
installing pins and screws to stabilize that vertebra he broke in his Olympic
gymnastics-worthy tumble from the attic.
We ended up sticking around with Cindy during the procedure to keep her
company. She is one fun lady to be around. Get to know her if you haven’t already …
The
surgery went really well, and Joe came through with flying colors. Hmm. “Flying
colors.” I have always wondered where
that saying came from. I’ll have to look
that one up …
OK. Looked it up.
It is nautical in origin. When a
warship returned home from battle it would be flying the colors of the country
to indicate its victory. Kind of like in
the movies when the pirates took over a ship and raised the Jolly Roger skull
and crossbones flag, or “colors.” Of
course. I should have thought of that.
So
… he came through the surgery victoriously.
As soon as he can get up and about and get the anesthesia out of his
system he is free to go home with no restrictions. I asked Cindy if that meant he was going to
head back up into the attic and finish that job he was working on. She responded with a cartoon figure of
herself with hands to the side of its face in true Home Alone fashion, saying, “What?!” Guess that’s a “no” …
Psalms
113:3 says, “From the rising of the sun
to the place where it sets, the name of the Lord is to be praised.”
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