Call, Don’t Fall

I had looked at the triangular yellow sign on the ceiling for six days. It was placed above the patient bed of the hospital where my dad had been admitted. I knew that hospital staff would boast how many days since their last patient had fallen, proving that they were capable and conscientious. I read it the first day I arrived to help assist in caring for my father, then the days following, like a freckle on my face, I had just gotten used to seeing it, and overlooked it – that is until a crucial moment in my dad’s care happened.

Because my dad has limited hearing and seeing, we’ve given around the clock care while he has been hospitalized. I was alone caring for my father’s needs when all the important people dealing with his case needed a critical decision to be made. There was no one there to whom I could weigh the two options that were given to us, neither of which would be helpful. I sent out messages on social media for prayer and texted other family members that we needed God to give great wisdom and intervention. From my seat in the hospital room, I glanced up and there it was,

Call Don’t Fall!

Like a loud whisper in my heart, Jeremiah 33:3 came to mind – Call unto me and I will answer thee and show thee great and mighty things that you know not. The Lord spoke to my heart in His still small voice, “If you call to me in prayer, you will not fall.” Immediately I prayed, Yes, Lord! I need your wisdom and I am calling on your name for wisdom because you said you will give it liberally when we ask. I am asking and need it so desperately.

Peace came. I read through the psalms. The sixty-fifth chapter was so special as I read verse 2, O thou that hearest prayer, unto thee shall all flesh come., and verse 5 – O God of our salvation;
who art the confidence of all the ends of the earth…

• God hears me.
• God is my confidence.

Not long after, the Lord sent in two physical therapists who gave me great counsel when I asked questions . A little understanding came. Then the doctor came in telling me she stepped in to make happen the very thing we had prayed about earlier in the week! I could have jumped up and down, but managed to stay in my seat and cry out, “Praise the Lord! This is an answer to prayer!” The doctor smiled and told me that she had prayed too!

How good is our God. to tell us to call to Him and that He will hear. He will be our confidence. The result of calling? We don’t fall.
No falling into despair
No falling into fear
No falling to our own finite devices.

The next time you don’t know what to do, here’s what you must do:

Call, don’t fall.