Here is an article from FLW Magazine on sight-fishing.
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Monday, December 12, 2011
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
The Uncertainty of Surgery
Three days after my third place finish, still full of adrenaline, I show up early at the Surgeon's office with high expectations of minor damage and a speedy recovery.
Sitting on the exam table, I play it all out in my head. Doctor comes in....Mr. Windham, " Looks like everything is alright. Little therapy should fix you up."
I'm brought back to reality with the opening of the door and Dr. Atkins asking when would you like to schedule the surgery. Gulp! Surgery! This is not, what I had in mind. "Are you sure?" Yes, Mr. Windham.
"You have a 90% tear in your rotator cuff and a possible tear in your bicep. Oh, and by the way did I mention bone spurs and arthritis?"
Okay, How about in six month?
And he responded, "How 'bout Friday?" All that needs to be cleaned up ASAP, if you want to continue with your life like it is." WHOA!
Now we have surgery. Now we have it in three days! I'm no longer full of adrenaline...To say the least I am devastated.
LORD, Here we go again.... I have never been put to sleep. I have never had stitches. I have never felt so vunerable.
What about my family? They depend on me , LORD! And I have always depended on you to meet our needs through my physical body. But now???????????? This is different.
Doubt.
Fear.
And then, I remember whom has always been there, even when no one else could be.
I recall the faithfulness of the One whom said He would never leave, nor forsake me. The One that bled and died at Calvary. The One that I am Trusting in eternity for and my never dying soul with.
My mind shifts gears, to Children's Hospital and thoughts of my Brother in Christ, Toby McAteer, battling with Cancer and how the LORD is using him and his family as an inspiration. He has blessed me with his strength and courage in the LORD. A very quite man with a loud testimony!
The Bible says our faith must be tried and it brings to mind a song, We'll Understand It Better By and By.
I guess we will chalk this up as growing pains.
Surgery went well. The LORD brought me through it and did some handy work of his own before the surgeon got in there.
Therapy is another story at another time.
Until then, GOD is GREAT!
To GOD be the glory!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
~Yancy
Sitting on the exam table, I play it all out in my head. Doctor comes in....Mr. Windham, " Looks like everything is alright. Little therapy should fix you up."
I'm brought back to reality with the opening of the door and Dr. Atkins asking when would you like to schedule the surgery. Gulp! Surgery! This is not, what I had in mind. "Are you sure?" Yes, Mr. Windham.
"You have a 90% tear in your rotator cuff and a possible tear in your bicep. Oh, and by the way did I mention bone spurs and arthritis?"
Okay, How about in six month?
And he responded, "How 'bout Friday?" All that needs to be cleaned up ASAP, if you want to continue with your life like it is." WHOA!
Now we have surgery. Now we have it in three days! I'm no longer full of adrenaline...To say the least I am devastated.
LORD, Here we go again.... I have never been put to sleep. I have never had stitches. I have never felt so vunerable.
What about my family? They depend on me , LORD! And I have always depended on you to meet our needs through my physical body. But now???????????? This is different.
Doubt.
Fear.
And then, I remember whom has always been there, even when no one else could be.
I recall the faithfulness of the One whom said He would never leave, nor forsake me. The One that bled and died at Calvary. The One that I am Trusting in eternity for and my never dying soul with.
My mind shifts gears, to Children's Hospital and thoughts of my Brother in Christ, Toby McAteer, battling with Cancer and how the LORD is using him and his family as an inspiration. He has blessed me with his strength and courage in the LORD. A very quite man with a loud testimony!
The Bible says our faith must be tried and it brings to mind a song, We'll Understand It Better By and By.
I guess we will chalk this up as growing pains.
Surgery went well. The LORD brought me through it and did some handy work of his own before the surgeon got in there.
Therapy is another story at another time.
Until then, GOD is GREAT!
To GOD be the glory!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
~Yancy
Sunday, January 9, 2011
When I am weak, HE is STRONG!
After two intense days of brutal fishing and making the top 10 in the FLW Everstart at Lake Okeechobee ... The third and final day arrived. Prayers of safety, strength, and wisdom whole-heartily are sent up to our Heavenly Father.
Expectations high, being number eight of ten, coming from 23rd? the dream of winning blurring my thoughts and the fuel of competitiveness flowing through my veins, I invision the day ahead as I battle the waves of Big "O" trying desperately to arrive at my destination.
My concentration is broken by debris, which I blow off as grass. But upon arrival, I find my dreams are shattered along with my trolling motor. I find my weak self questioning , WHY? WHY? My emotions overwhelming me and I battle as my vision seems to slip away.
The battle of faith and self is fought. It is in HIS hands!
But wait! The Lord said, "This is a very small problem. " And thoughts go immediately to my family, friends, sponsors, and how blessed I truly am. "My goodness, He has guided me through this event with an injured shoulder!" Hope floods back in and competitiveness is refueled. My focus is changed and the Lord allows me to overcome great obstacles. Each fish is a challenge and more rewarding than ever.
How often does a guy catch an eight pounder, sight-fishing in 20 mph. winds with no power pole and without the benefit of a trolling motor. I am, however, equip with a great co-angler ( Lisa Opel). I am amazed at her abilities. A True Professional!
Third to weigh-in, I hold my breathe with a thankful heart and play back all the memories of the day, realizing the struggles that had been overcome. All I can say is~ When I am weak, HE IS STRONG!
Expectations high, being number eight of ten, coming from 23rd? the dream of winning blurring my thoughts and the fuel of competitiveness flowing through my veins, I invision the day ahead as I battle the waves of Big "O" trying desperately to arrive at my destination.
My concentration is broken by debris, which I blow off as grass. But upon arrival, I find my dreams are shattered along with my trolling motor. I find my weak self questioning , WHY? WHY? My emotions overwhelming me and I battle as my vision seems to slip away.
The battle of faith and self is fought. It is in HIS hands!
But wait! The Lord said, "This is a very small problem. " And thoughts go immediately to my family, friends, sponsors, and how blessed I truly am. "My goodness, He has guided me through this event with an injured shoulder!" Hope floods back in and competitiveness is refueled. My focus is changed and the Lord allows me to overcome great obstacles. Each fish is a challenge and more rewarding than ever.
How often does a guy catch an eight pounder, sight-fishing in 20 mph. winds with no power pole and without the benefit of a trolling motor. I am, however, equip with a great co-angler ( Lisa Opel). I am amazed at her abilities. A True Professional!
Third to weigh-in, I hold my breathe with a thankful heart and play back all the memories of the day, realizing the struggles that had been overcome. All I can say is~ When I am weak, HE IS STRONG!
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