Bedridden

  • May 27, 2010
  • #7324

Joni shares how a pressure sore and a stay in bed turned into a weekend of refreshment and restoration.

Hi, I'm Joni Eareckson Tada and welcome to "Joni and Friends"!

And God bless you for choosing to spend these few minutes with me; it's always nice when we can encourage one another... and the story I want to share with you today has to do with something that occurred, an encouraging story, about two months ago.  It was on a Friday night and when I got out of my wheelchair, I realized a pressure sore had been developing on my sitting bone.  Oh, man, that is always bad news and I never fool around with red marks on my bottom.  I know that if I don't stay off of a sore area, it will open up and develop into a stubborn wound.  It will take ages to heal. Well, at first I felt kinda bad about it, I knew it meant I would have to stay in bed at least all weekend.  Ken was out of town, but thankfully, my friend Judy didn't mind helping me while he was gone - that is, until our Direct TV in my bedroom went on the blink.  Bother!  Judy and I knew nothing about resetting that satellite dish and Ken wasn't around to fix it.  We tried dialing the 1-800 help line to the Direct TV information center but, bless the kid's heart who tried to assist us (with neither Judy nor me being really technical), he really tried to lead us through the prompts, but all we got on the TV screen was a lot of snow. 

So there I was, 2 ½ days in bed with Ken gone and no TV.  At first, I was a little bummed about the whole thing... being bedridden, having a pressure sore, Ken gone and no TV to distract me.  But you know what?  After I really thought about it, it was okay!  It didn't take long for me to realize that God was forcing me and pushing me and "making me to lie down in green pastures," like it says in Psalm 23, "He led me beside still waters" that is what He did that weekend.  And He was doing so to restore my soul.  And what made it really interesting and almost fun, is that it was abundantly clear to me that I was entirely in God's will... it was clear there was something He wanted to communicate to me, something refreshing that He wanted to impart to my soul.  And I knew it would be a time of restoration and I had no doubt that God planned the whole thing!

Thankfully, several friends were able to visit and help Judy out and as they sat by my bedside reading from my favorite devotional, Valley of Vision and other books, I do think their souls got restored and refreshed, too!  We filled the birdfeeder, we got out the bird book and binoculars, we opened up a few old cookbooks and planned recipes, we watched John Piper DVDs, and videos from RC Sproul.  It really became a girl's weekend retreat with Ken gone and me in bed.  And, oh, how refreshed I felt on Monday morning when I was finally able to sit back up in my wheelchair!

You know, friend, your soul can get restored and refreshed, also, and it can happen when you help someone like me who has a disability.  Do you know someone who's in the hospital?  Someone who's on bed rest?  Visit with a plate of cookies or a favorite book.  Take some cards, stamps and envelopes and help that person jot a few notes.  Bring along a book of poetry or a favorite devotional.  Put on a couple of worship CDs and sing along.  There are all sorts of ways you can inspire and refresh the heart of someone who has to be in bed or in the hospital for awhile.  Believe me, it's a way for you, too, to enjoy green pastures and be led beside still waters... and you'll come away from it all, knowing God has restored your soul, as well.  So, on behalf of the many, many disabled people I know across the country stuck in bed this week with pressure sores, thank you from all of us at Joni and Friends!

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