Monday, December 7, 2009

Head and Shoulders, Knees and Asphalt!

Most of you are aware of my biking accident this last Saturday morning because of the amazing e-mail-prayer chain that we have. (If you don't get our e-mail updates send us a line at ranchooasis4youth@juno.com)

Thanks for your prayers - I'm walking (limping) in the promise of God's healing power!

No way is Satan going to rip us off and prevent us from experiencing His plan for us in Honduras! What's a little road rash for the kingdom of God, right?

Okay - here's the low down. It was around 8 AM and I was on one of my short routes - maybe 30 - 40 minutes. I just completed the strenuous uphill push, turned around and started to coast down the street. I decided to apply a little rear break because the turns are a little tight and cars are not a bikers best friend in Costa Rica.

As I applied the brake, I hit an unforeseen dip/hole in the road and hit both brakes thereby flipping myself off of the bike. I only remember launching from the bike then waking up in the ditch facing the opposite direction I was traveling. I looked at my left hand and saw that the index finger was pointing in a direction that was not by design. I panicked a little thinking I broke my finger - not good for a guitar/percussion player. My right shoulder was throbbing terribly and my head wasn't too hot either.

My moans of pain drew out several Ticos who came to my assistance. They called an ambulance, calmed me, sat next to me and supported me. I could barely sit I was in so much pain. I couldn't reach into my hip sack, so I asked one of the Ticos to pull out my phone, dial the home number then hold the phone to my ear. I spoke to Brooke and Wayne was soon on his way to get the bike. We lived about 10 minutes from the accident.

Wayne and our friend Miguel arrived shortly before the ambulance and prayed for me. I was pretty dizzy and don't remember much of the ride in the ambulance. We arrived at the hospital where they gave me some pain killers intravenously and sent me off to get x-rays of my hand, head and shoulder. Once discovering that nothing was broken, the doctor reset my finger and a few of my larger road rashes were cleaned up.

Thank you Jesus for Miguel. I was dizzy and drugged up at the hospital. I was lost and pretty scared, I felt like I was in a dream, only half understanding my surroundings and the people talking to me. It was very strange. (I even saw one of my former students. "Teacher!" she shouted. "Pray for me," I replied as I hurried by in the wheelchair.)

Now I've been home recovering and planning for Honduras! This next week is pretty important as we seek the Lord's direction for RO4Y.

Pray for our time with Jason & Patricia Mulla. (They've got a newborn).

Pray for the youth conference in Ojojona Thursday 10 - Sunday 13th - we'll be roughing it. Roughly 60 city kids from the capital Tegucigalpa will be attending.

Pray for the Lord's confirmation - we will be spying out the land to see if God is drawing us to start RO4Y in Honduras.


Though my helmet wasn't cracked it was damaged (ripples in the plastic);
imagine what the road would have done to my head without it!


Some bruising on my forehead from the impact of the helmet; notice the red line above my ear.



X-Ray of my dislocated finger; the large orb is my wedding ring.
(The slide is technically backwards).


Road Rash - Ouch!

1 comment:

Frank said...

Ouch, man that looks awful. Glad you are almost healed up. Was cool to see you tonight and talk for a little bit.