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Verse:And thine ears shall hear a word behind thee, saying, This is the way, walk ye in it, when ye turn to the right hand, and when ye turn to the left. —Isaiah 30:21, KJV
We got the news that my brother-in-law, Trevor, had died in Jamaica after a battle with cancer. The funeral was scheduled for October 10, 2019.
I decided to attend and pay my last respects.
Later, it dawned on me that my brother, Wesley, would turn sixty on October 14. I weighed my options and decided to go to Jamaica on October 6, then to Montreal, Quebec, Canada, after the funeral for the birthday celebration on October 12.
Since I live in western Canada, this plan made sense because I was already connecting in Toronto, Ontario, Canada. Three days before my departure, my right leg began giving me pain. By Friday, I could hardly walk! I messaged the travel agent and requested wheelchair assistance at the airport. By the next Sabbath, I was using a cane to help me walk. Because of the intense pain, I went to see a doctor immediately after church.
The doctor looked at my swollen knee and said, “You have a lot of inflammation in your knee. I’ll prescribe an anti-inflammatory for you.” When I told him I was planning to fly out that night to our family funeral, he asked, “May I give you a letter to get your money back in case you can’t travel tonight because of your medical issue?” The thought of not being able to make the trip weighed heavily on me.
The truth was that I was in a lot of pain and could not bend my knee nor lift my leg. I took the medication, rubbed and iced my knee, and kept watching the clock. I prayed, God, please order my steps. I really want to go on this trip.
Since I was flying out ahead of my husband, my family was concerned because I would be traveling alone. I left the situation in God’s capable hands, and my husband drove me to the airport. I was put in an area to wait for assistance before being escorted through security. Safely at the gate, I boarded the flight ahead of the other passengers and was delighted that no one was seated beside me. It was a red-eye flight, so I made myself comfortable and went to sleep. By the time I arrived in Toronto, the swelling in my knee had gone down. I could even bend my leg a bit. Hallelujah! The rest of the trip was pain-free. God knows everything we are going through, and He will make a way where there seems to be no way. What a mighty God we serve!
Sharon Long