April 30th, 2015: Surgery Day

     As many of you know, today was surgery day for Christy.  She went in at 11 am for prep, and then spent time in prayer with Jason, my mom, her pastor, and a few friends.  Her nurse is a Christian and prayed with her as well before she went in.  She also assured Christy that her surgeon, plastic surgeon, and anesthesiologist are the best in Omaha and that she would be receiving the best of care.  She went into surgery at peace.  The surgery itself took around 5 hours.
     After spending an hour in recovery and then being transferred to her room, she woke up to say these two things:  "I did it," and "I want Jesus."
     She is in quite a bit of pain, most likely has a rough night ahead of her.  If all goes well and as planned, she hopes to come home from the hospital tomorrow (Friday the 1st).   Jason's parents, Dan and Patty Currie, are in town taking care of the kids, while my mom, Patty DenHartog, is staying at the hospital with Christy.
     I want to share with you something quite amazing, actually.  Early this morning Christy woke up, restless with anxiety about her surgery today.  Being prompted by the Holy Spirit to read scripture, Christy opened up to Psalm 30, as today is the 30th of April.  I hope you are as encouraged by it as what we have been.  Here is what the Lord spoke to her:

30 I will extol You, O Lord, for You have lifted me up,
And have not let my foes rejoice over me.
2 O Lord my God, I cried out to You,
And You healed me.
3 O Lord, You brought my soul up from the grave;
You have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.[a]

4 Sing praise to the Lord, you saints of His,
And give thanks at the remembrance of His holy name.[b]
5 For His anger is but for a moment,
His favor is for life;
Weeping may endure for a night,
But joy comes in the morning.

6 Now in my prosperity I said,
“I shall never be moved.”
7 Lord, by Your favor You have made my mountain stand strong;
You hid Your face, and I was troubled.

8 I cried out to You, O Lord;
And to the Lord I made supplication:
9 “What profit is there in my blood,
When I go down to the pit?
Will the dust praise You?
Will it declare Your truth?
10 Hear, O Lord, and have mercy on me;
Lord, be my helper!”

11 You have turned for me my mourning into dancing;
You have put off my sackcloth and clothed me with gladness,
12 To the end that my glory may sing praise to You and not be silent.
O Lord my God, I will give thanks to You forever.

https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm+30&version=NKJV