Ever Wish You Could Go Back In Time?

Let's say, oh about 8 weeks?? That'd be just fine because it was right here as depicted in this picture with our 3rd son Colan, that I made the decision to by a 2003 Harley Davidson Heritage Soft Tail 100th Anniversary Edition gun metal blue 1450cc. motorcycle.  Did I mention it only had 2500 miles on it? Well, about 6 days and 300 miles later I was cruising home for lunch on May 20th to tell Dezi that I was going to sell it because too many people just weren't noticing   someone on a bike and it wasn't really safe to drive in Moberly. Hard to believe after riding over 14 years on a smaller version in Taiwan that it was safer there than here. And to prove it, a young man turned left right in front of me on my way home, causing me to lay it down to avoid hitting him about two blocks from home. Well, the bike had a lot of superficial scrapes and me too, however, I broke my knee and leg, and collar bone as well. The bike fared much better. 

So, 12 days in the University Med Center and now 7 weeks later, I wish I could go back in time. 

I'm recovering slowly. It will be around August 21 before I begin putting weight on my left leg again as the plate inserted heals and I'm restricted to a wheel chair. My collar bone was broken in four places and also has a steel plate holding it together. A lot of down time for me has been very hard. I'm not even half way and I struggle daily with all the stages of trauma... depression, anger, frustration... I also know that many, many people are praying for us and it is quite evident as God seems to daily meet all of our needs.

Dezi has had it very hard as well as she manages so much more than our five children, a household, and her normal ministry life. She always does the impossible and even more so now as she is primarily taking care of my folks and me as well. Just dealing with all the doctor appointments and the insurance  company alone is a huge burden. 

I want to learn what God wants me to learn. As a good friend said, perhaps there is more to this than my own journey, but others are to learn things too. I know my children are. Dezi is. Who knows what good God may turn this trial into. We trust day to day and wait for His deliverance and His promises. James 1:2-4.