“Surely this is our God;
we trusted in him, and he saved us.
This is the Lord, we trusted in him;
let us rejoice and be glad in his salvation.”
I thought about my experience this past week, and how it was so trust related.
On Wednesday, I had cataract surgery on my left eye. Now eyes are important to life and being able to see clearly is a really good thing. The advances in the medical practice of restoring good eyesight have been enormous over the past few years. I did not think twice about having the procedure done. I trusted my doctor, and just knew she would do a good job.
Report to the surgery center at 9:30, check in and follow the nurse back to the pre op room, drops in the eye to numb it and get it ready, get the anesthesia in the vein, get wheeled back to the operating room, stay awake during the whole thing without really knowing or feeling what was going on, back to the post op, realizing what had been done, being escorted to the car, going home and arriving before the thoughts began to connect as to what had been accomplished.
The strangest thing was realizing all the things that had gone on around me, while I was technically awake with my eye open, but that I had not known. All the way from the surgery, to following instructions from the doctor as to where to look during it, to the eye shield being put on and being rolled out after it was over.
There were a lot of folks that I had to put my trust in, from the doctor on down to the nurse that took me out to the car to go home. My eye was in their hands.
How good was it that my doctor put her trust in the same God that I did?
Her hands were in His the whole time.
All is well...
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