Two years ago, I fell off a dining room chair while trying to hang Christmas swag hook over a window. Before I could even say the name of Jesus, I heard three loud snaps and found myself on the floor rapidly approaching pain levels that could have sent me into shock. As I lay on the floor, my ankle looked like a rapidly expanding balloon.
At that moment, the only prayer that I could speak was, “God, please dispatch your warring angels! I know my foot has already hit stone (Psalm 91) but could you send them anyway to take this pain? I need you!” Within ninety seconds, I felt the pain pour out of the back of my foot!
I then did what all women do: I changed my clothes! Then I crawled to the phone to call my Pastor and my warring intercessor girlfriend. My husband, who did not have a cell phone, was unreachable.
I had two hours on the floor waiting, praying, and thanking God for no pain! When my husband walked in, he was complaining about a long day at the hospital, where he works. My reply was, “Guess what? You get to go right back!” It only took one look and he was grabbing crutches and loading me the car. He chose to take me to a walk in clinic.
The attending doctor was an intern, and he looked at the swelling and asked me about pain. I confirmed I had no pain. He hesitated for a few seconds and then said, “Well, maybe we should look at it anyway.”
While I was on the x-ray table talking about Tim Tebow and the end of the college football season, the tech interrupted me and said, “Mrs. Tarbox, what kind of drugs have you taken?” I said, “None, why?”He replied, “I am looking at carnage in your foot and ankle. I see 3 maybe 4 broken bones that are really unstable. You should be screaming right now. I don’t understand.”
I told him, “That’s the power of God and Psalm 91”. He said, “I don’t know that Psalm.” I told him as he wheeled me back to the doctor that he should read it sometime.
When the doctor came back in the room he was sheet white. He said, “I almost sent you home.” I assured him that I would not have let that happen. I knew what I had heard snap, but I wasn’t going to speak it until they told me what they saw on film.
The doctor looked straight at my husband and said, “This is a miracle. I have to send her for emergency surgery, right now. This is the most unstable break I have seen. She should have passed out in pain.”
He was right; two plates and eleven pins later and almost six months was what it took for me to walk normally again. But God was there right from the beginning of this trial and I never forgot that. It got me through everything that followed.
A few months later, the doctor from the walk-in clinic made a surprise visit my husband’s office at the hospital. He came to ask my husband if his x-rays were wrong. The doctor told my husband him that he never forgot how joyful I was! Months later this doctor was still pondering the miracle he confirmed! My husband told him, “Doctor Werner, you were absolutely right, she still is not walking.” Perplexed he walked out, shaking his head!
God used that time to get my attention and minister to many! Psalm 91 is a great psalm of protection and comfort, before, during and after trials! His heavenly host is all around us!