We had plans for Mother's Day. After church our oldest daughter and her husband and children were coming and bringing lunch. We would spend the day visiting and enjoying the grandchildren. But how quickly plans can get laid aside. Shortly after waking up Sunday morning I started to feel some pain that felt like stomach cramps. It didn't take long to realize that this was something more than a stomach ache.
We called someone from our church board to let them know that I was not going to be able to be at church, and they would have to fill in the service as best they could. We headed for the hospital. By the time I arrived, I was glad I was there rather than at home. It is no fun spending the day in the emergency department of your local hospital, but I am sure glad we have such places when dealing with that kind of pain.
It was a busy day in the emergency department. There was another bed in the same room I was in. It was occupied most of the day by an elderly woman who had apparently fallen and hurt her back. She kept wanting to go home, and her son kept telling her they would probably keep her overnight. Then a young boy came in through our room to an adjoining room. He was probably about 4 years old and had a broken leg, that they had to put a cast on. He was the most talkative, cheery little fellow. It was about 5:00 when they finally let me go home.
We have a wonderful church congregation. They managed just fine without us. Court looked after the music, and Phil gave a brief but very good message. I listened to it already this morning. I am so thankful for capable people to fill in when I cannot be there. But I still hope this doesn't happen too often.
We didn't get to spend the day with our grandchildren but our daughter did bring some lunch to the hospital for Val. It was about 2:00 already and Val was getting hungry so appreciated the food as well as the flowers she brought along with it. Needless to say, I was not up to eating anything.
Well, that was our Mother's Day. Not what we had planned, but I believe that whenever God takes us down a side road like that there is a reason for it. I am not sure yet what the reason was, but I know that no experience is wasted in God's economy.
Gordon Rowland has been a Missionary-Pastor with Village Missions of Canada for over 35 years. Gordon and his wife Val have lived and served in Clive since 2001. They have four children and nine wonderful grandchildren.