Unexpected Trauma

I think the birth of a second child marks a definite life change for anyone, but the arrival of our son was greeted with more than the usual upheaval. Plans were already moving ahead for the transition of our household to the University of Missouri, where Ron had been granted a research assistantship. Our home was sold, and we had a date to move right after the baby's birth. I had already started packing, but there was still much to be done. Soon labor was upon me and our precious son was born.

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Four days after returning home from the hospital, I suddenly had abdominal pain far greater than labor, but with no break between. Ron carried me to the car and to the emergency room to be given no answers, just pain pills and antibiotics. They sent me home and my mother came to help out. I had a raging fever and she insisted that I go back to the hospital.
Eleven days later, the doctor decided to remove my appendix. As I came to, a kind nurse said, you are a lucky girl - it had ruptured. I still remember that those gentle words were strangely comforting. I knew that God had spared my life and everything was going to be alright - including our move away from family.
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Has there ever been a time when God used a traumatic event to communicate His love and care for you?

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