I have been praying to Saint Goar for the past couple of weeks and asking him to bring me closer to Our Lord each day, but also asking him to intercede for me in a particular prayer that I've been asking to have answered. As time goes by I will see how things turn out but since my last post there have been other happenings to report.
On the 8th of this month I went innocently out to get our mail and was down our driveway just to where it drops off to the street when low and behold, I had a very violent twisting of my right ankle, tried to stay upright with my left ankle, which I then twisted as well, and down I went like a rock! It all happened so quickly, I couldn't believe it but I knew something was very wrong with the pain that immediately began throbbing in my right ankle.
This particular day was one of the coldest and windiest we've had in our area and by the grace of God (this I know, because I rarely even put my coat on to get the mail), I had my coat on, and a darned good thing I did because as it turned out I had to literally crawl back onto the edge of my driveway and sit down on the very cold cement.
I was praying for someone to come by or to see me but the minutes were passing by and no one. All of a sudden I saw my neighbor standing by her front window and I waved....she got her coat and ran over to help me and what a saving help she was! She got me up and back into my home and got me an ice bag, ibuprofen, etc. and I don't know what I would have done without her. May God bless her abundantly for her kindness.
Overall, my husband took me to the emergency room once he got home and I have a very severe sprain on the right and a mild sprain on the left and believe me, I was thrilled to hear that nothing was broken. I was told to stay off my feet for at least a week, possibly 2, which for the most part, I've done.
However, I've learned from this accident that so many people are kind, caring, and willing to help each other and in our world of so much apathy, it is wonderful to know that others are there for us everyday but we don't always see them or take the time to be there for those who may very well need our help. I saw all the people in the emergency room and so many of them looked hopeless and lost, plus many in pain. I also saw the staff at the hospital and each and everyone of them couldn't have been more caring, gentle, and understanding. Then, of course, my family, who I dearly love have been there for me in every way they possibly could, despite their own busy schedules, they seemed happy to pitch in.
Of course, I have wonderful sons and a beautiful, giving daughter, to say nothing of my husband, who has outdone himself with waiting on me hand and foot, even though he is tired and worn out from his work day......how blessed I am and the truth of it is I think I was forgetting all about that prior to this accident! So, perhaps, my Saint for 2011 is hearing my prayers to bring me closer to Our Lord and this was just a wake up call to realize that He sends many caring, kind people into our lives and all we need to do is to take notice......stop walking around with blinders on, and start looking around to see where we can help others in many small and sometimes big ways. May God bless all those who were and are there for me and for us all!