Heart-Surgery-Girl Is Going Where?

Posted By on Jun 28, 2016 | 13 comments



mom and maddie 2016

 

So what do you decide to do on your one year anniversary of heart surgery?

With bottles of Zika-repellent, go to Haiti, of course.

Yep. We decided Sunday {June 26, 2016} that I’ll be going with my 17-year-old, Maddie.

Sweet.

Only, my husband was supposed to go, you know, because he’s far more healthy than I am, or so I kept imagining.

But the truth is, I feel normal.

Really normal.

Surprisingly, refreshingly, magnificently…normal! {I know. Too many -ly words. Sorry, my grammatically-minded friends.}

Normal is glorious. It means you’re not sick. You’re not tired. You’re not running from doctor to doctor, dropping boatloads of co-pays, getting stuck with needles to determine, that yes…you are like the rest of the disease-free world.

Praise God for that!

Better yet, praise God I’m so normal that I can travel to Haiti in twelve days and love on some precious orphaned kiddos in another country.

Me, heart-surgery-girl, the person who used to pay karate fees twice because she forgot she’d paid two days prior, or the person who tried to tithe twice, before realizing that there was already a week-old carbon copy of our tithe check to remind me, or the person who six months ago would so remember your face, but couldn’t possibly recall your name…even though I’ve known you ten years.

mom and maddie morikomi

So, if you don’t mind…will  you please pray for us?

Me, and sweet Maddie?

That the trip goes smoothly, that Maddie’s dream of loving on babies goes well, that we all return happy, safe, and Zika-free? And possibly with a different type of healed heart. One that’s filled with a renewed understanding of precious people in this world who need Jesus, because really, that’s all they have. They’re not worried about where to travel on summer vacation or the perfect gourmet concoction to create for the 4th of July menu, they’re thinking of the hunger pangs grumbling in their bellies.

God prepare my heart for a different type of healing, the sobering, realistic kind that only truth can bring.

Love to all of you!

Dabney

PS For those who asked, here is a link you can go to if you’re interested in more info.

maddie and mom bradenton

 

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