Of preservation and blessings
Every day I pray the General Thanksgiving — one of my favorites from the Book of Common Prayer — twice, once each at morning prayer and evening prayer. Certain lines have always stuck with me, and others have been less remarkable. Very recently, I’ve been praying one line with particular fervor: “We bless thee for our creation, preservation, and all the blessings of this life…”
The “creation” and “blessings” have always been easy for me to celebrate. But I’d given less thought to “preservation.” This was a missed opportunity, one that I hope to catch up on.
Back in my parish priest days, it was my practice most weeks to stand outside the church on Sunday mornings to greet worshipers as they arrived. Though it’s been more than ten years, I can still remember the standard greetings from several parishioners in the parishes I served. There was one man who said the same thing each week. He’d walk up, and I’d say something like, “Good morning! How are you today?” And every week, like clockwork, he replied, “It’s all good. I’m still on the right side of the grass.”
I used to laugh with him at his jovial comment. Looking back, I now realize that he was thankful in a profound way for the “preservation” of his life. Whatever else came his way, he was grateful simply to be alive and savoring God’s creation day by day. He was a deeply grateful man, so it’s not surprising his gratitude list would include preservation.
If you had asked me a few months ago if I’m grateful to be alive, I’d have truthfully answered “yes.” But I’m not sure that it hit me the same way it does now, to be deeply grateful for God’s preservation of my life.
You see, a few weeks ago, I almost died.
On July 20, I arrived at Singapore’s airport intending to be there a few hours while I waited for my connecting flight on my way to Vietnam for vacation. Instead of catching my flight, I had a serious medical crisis: I suffered a cardiac arrest.
There in the airport, people performed CPR on me for 59 (!) minutes. They administered six shocks to my heart to get it going again. It’s easy to imagine a CPR team giving up before the 59th minute. But they continued, and their work and perseverance saved my life.
That’s not all. When I collapsed from the cardiac arrest, I hit my head. That did quite a number on my brain, causing several different injuries. I was rushed to the nearest hospital and placed in intensive care.
Sherilyn, my spouse, was not with me. She was back in Ohio when I collapsed and was admitted to the hospital. When she first spoke with the people at the hospital, they told her I probably wouldn’t survive.
I won’t bore you with the details, but during the two weeks or so I was in the hospital, I received outstanding medical care from the doctors and nurses at Changi General Hospital.
There are just too many astonishments to believe that my continued life is anything but a miracle. There were skilled people near where I collapsed, and their CPR worked, eventually. My brain was injured but not permanently broken. Before long, the doctors were telling Sherilyn that I’d eventually make a full recovery, though the healing journey will be a long one.
After I was discharged from the hospital, I had to remain in Singapore until I received medical clearance to travel home. On August 10, I had a CT scan of my brain. The neurosurgeon said I was having a remarkable recovery. The bleeding had stopped. There was some non-critical but still serious swelling, and a couple of other issues. The doctor was encouraging in terms of eventual recovery, but he said I should wait a while longer for the brain swelling to subside before traveling home.
On September 7, I had a follow-up CT scan. When I walked in the door of the neurologist’s office, he said something like, “You don’t even look like the same person I saw a month ago.” This is not a surprise, because I had walked into his office in September; in August I arrived in a wheelchair. When he started reviewing the scans, he joyfully said something like, “I’m so surprised by what I’m seeing. Nearly all the damage is healed! Your brain looks remarkably healthy.”
Again, I won’t bore you the all the detail, but suffice it to say that he cleared me to travel home. And he was visibly moved by the unexpected healing he saw.
A cardiologist I spoke with couldn’t quite bring himself to use the word “miracle” but he was unable to explain my survival of the original incident and my ongoing healing.
It’s humbling to think that God might have intervened to heal me. Why would God choose me? What does this mean for the remaining time in my earthly pilgrimage? I don’t really have good answers yet, but I’m praying about this regularly. Maybe ask me in a few years, should God continue to preserve me for that long.
For now, there are three big insights on which I am reflecting.
First, when I pray the line about creation, preservation, and blessings from the General Thanksgiving, I fervently bless God for preserving my life. And now I understand God’s preservation of other lives differently, too. I don’t know how long it will continue, but I experience each day as a profound gift. That gift was always true from the moment of my birth, but perhaps I took it for granted. I am grateful now each morning when I wake up — my habit of morning and evening prayer has taken on deeper and new meanings for me.
Second, when I first became aware of what had happened to me, I was struck anew by the precarious nature of my life — and of all our lives. As I thought about the possibility of dying, I realized that I’m unafraid of death. All these years, I intellectually believed that was true, but when the possibility gets serious you really ponder this stuff! Maybe you’ve had this experience. But I am here to testify that I believe that Jesus Christ has conquered death and sin on the cross and in the empty tomb. God our Father raised Jesus to new life, and he can surely raise each one of us to new life, also. “Death no longer has dominion” is not an abstraction. By God’s grace, I am not afraid.
I do not know how long I will live. Because of my desire to bear witness, I hope I am given many more years! But I know I am ready to meet my Maker when that moment comes.
Third, and you might have figured this one out by reading this very blog post, I have some desire to share the Gospel with increased urgency. I’ve devoted much of my life to preaching the Gospel, and I have no regrets about any of that. But now I want to bear witness to God’s deep love of us and of God’s desire that we might live abundantly, both in this life and in the life to come.
I thought about waiting a bit longer to write all this. Inevitably, major life events — both triumphs and traumas — look different with the benefit of time and reflection. So perhaps I’ll want to write something else in due course. But I also didn’t want to wait a moment longer to bear witness.
People are understandably always asking how I’m doing. I’m still under medical care, and I’m focused on my journey of healing. So far, all the doctors continue to say that they expect I’ll make a full recovery. I’ve got some work to do, and it will be a while until I’m back to my regular activities 100%. But I look forward to that day. My journey will surely have some twists and turns. Meanwhile, I’m grateful for prayers and for tangible acts of kindness from strangers and friends around the world. I plan to say more about that in future posts.
If you message me and I don’t answer, it’s because I’m limiting screen time and focusing on rest and recovery. But I do look forward to being in touch and to returning to my work when the doctors tell me it’s time for that.
Thank you for your prayers! And blessings to you all. God really loves you. Personally. And life is precious, a daily gift. Savor your time and be delighted by the gift of preservation.
If you don’t know it, here’s the General Thanksgiving in the lovely cadences of ancient (Rite I) language. You can join me in praying morning and evening prayer with the free Forward Day by Day app (iOS or Android) or at the prayer website from Forward Movement.
The General Thanksgiving
Almighty God, Father of all mercies,
we thine unworthy servants
do give thee most humble and hearty thanks
for all thy goodness and loving-kindness
to us and to all men.
We bless thee for our creation, preservation,
and all the blessings of this life;
but above all for thine inestimable love
in the redemption of the world by our Lord Jesus Christ,
for the means of grace, and for the hope of glory.
And, we beseech thee,
give us that due sense of all thy mercies,
that our hearts may be unfeignedly thankful;
and that we show forth thy praise,
not only with our lips, but in our lives,
by giving up our selves to thy service,
and by walking before thee
in holiness and righteousness all our days; through Jesus Christ our Lord,
to whom, with thee and the Holy Ghost,
be all honor and glory, world without end. Amen.
— 1979 Book of Common Prayer, page 58
Photo by Lucas Ludwig on Unsplash.
After my cardiac arrest, a friend sent me his reflection on his own experience. We have some similar insights, and I am grateful to my friend for sharing his own inspiring story with me. We must all bear witness to God’s mighty deeds and great love.
Heavenly Father, we thank you that by water and the Holy
Spirit you have bestowed upon this your servant the
forgiveness of sin, and have raised him to the new life of
grace. Sustain him, O Lord, in your Holy Spirit. Give him
an inquiring and discerning heart, the courage to will and to
persevere, a spirit to know and to love you, and the gift of joy
and wonder in all your works. Amen.
(Page 308, BCP)
This is wonderful news. I have been praying for you, and I rejoice in the miracle of your recovery.
As one of my few remaining contacts with the Episcopal Church, I am grateful for your posts and continuing presence. I am glad you are doing better.
Blessings for your continued healing.
Thank you for your life and witness. Continuing prayers for your recovery.
Ah, Scott. Thank you for your testimony. Someday we must share our experiences of those remarkable acts of kindness that make such a tremendous difference in times of difficulty. So grateful for your miraculous recovery with continued prayers for restoration to wholeness and strength.
This makes my heart so glad. Rejoicing with you! Thanks for sharing your experience and thoughts.
Praise God for your recovery. Continuing prayers!
We are grateful and delighted to hear your good news! You have been, and will continue to be, in our prayers.
What an amazing–and truly moving testimony. I join with all those praying for your continued recovery–and thank you for showing me how to give thanks.
Beautiful and hope-filled reflection. Thank you. May your miraculous healing continue and May your witness be a blessing to others.
What grace, Scott. I’m so relieved to know you’re on the mend. The fragility of this journey we’re on together brings new meaning to the Amiel’s exhortation to be swift to love and make haste to be kind. You and Sherilyn have been in my prayers these weeks. Muchly.
I grew up in Singapore, and I’m not surprised at the quality level of care you received there. Of all places for this to happen…what Providence.
I’m glad you’re still alive, Scott, and even more thankful that you’re recovering and doing so well that it’s a witness to your doctors and care team. Your story is certainly a witness to me!
Obvious why: Lent Madness isn’t done yet nor your work with Forward Movement. Who would Tim spar with?
I continue to lift you up in prayer. God has more work for you to do. Recover well first and then listen to the Spirit. I hope that work will include Lent Madness. I’ve learned so much from that wonderful practice.
Thanks so much for sharing this and know that you’re in the prayers of countless people who have been touched by your work over the years.
The power of prayer is real – and the from within and from without can never be discounted. So grateful to God that you are recovering and that you and Sherilyn have traveled in safety. Prayer continues.
Hope you sense the multitude of folks walking a path alongside you and your family. It is not less travelled! Glad you are seeing light. Grateful for your medical team. Peace be with you and yours.
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The news of your illness and accident was heartbreaking; your recovery is soul healing to us all. Thanks be to God…
What a remarkable story and recovery! Wishing you continued healing and joy as you continue your ministry. I also love the General Thanksgiving which I say from memory coming from childhood more than 60 years ago. It stayed in my brain for the 35 years I was away from the church.
Scott, Now I know more about what I was praying for while you were in the hospital. And I now know you better through this post. Thanks be to God.
~ Create in us clean hearts, O God, and renew a right spirit within us.
Thank you for this update. You will continue in our prayers.
Such good news! Thanks be to God, indeed!
Scott, joyful news indeed. I continue to pray for you and your family.
Scott, this is an amazing and inspiring story to read. I will pay special attention now to “preservation” in the General Thanksgiving. You might remember visiting us at the Cathedral Church of St. Paul, in Burlington, VT. You commented on the “football play”-like chalk board in our Vesting Room. I have a feeling you would not map out a more specific spiritual “play” on that chalk board. I’ll just imagine on Sunday what it might be. Perhaps some of this will make its way into my sermon this Sunday. With gratitude for your life and witness, The (now) Ven. Stannard Baker.
So glad to hear of your ongoing recovery. You were always a welcoming presence on Sundays, and it’s obvious God has more plans for you. Praise God for all the angels that were put in your path, and may He continue your healing so you may help us continue our journey towards Him. And slip George T. Dog a cookie from me. 😉
What an AWE-some story! Surely God has graced you, and us, with time and opportunity to share God’s mercy and God’s love!
Also, may the wisdom, and wackiness, of Lent Madness continue the discussions on the lives of numerous saints!
Thank you, Scott. I too was brought back by God exactly a year ago today. God does have a plan for our life.
If you come to Florida to Bethesda, I hope to say hello. Best wishes to you.
My heart is full! Thank you for bearing witness! I hear your joy! May you continue toward full recovery.
Rejoicing in your recovery….and continued blessings as you make your way forward to 100% recovery. Forward Day by Day! I saw you in passing several times @ GC, and regret I didn’t have the opportunity to personally greet you and tell how much I admire your work and witness. TRULY extraordinary. Thank you for this deeply moving reflection. All the very best to you and your family.! ~ Jane Arrington Bender (Clergy, Diocese of Bethlehem)
Powerful. Thank you for sharing this witness Scott.
Thanks be to God! And thank you for reminding me of so many things with your story. I had my own near-death experience 12 years ago. It forever changes you but it can also fade as you get back to “normal.” I am grateful that you didn’t wait to share this at this point. I look forward to your continued witness to the gospel. Peace and healing.
Thank you so much for sharing. Very powerful. It must have been slightly frightening to be in a foreign country when this happened. Perseverance and Preservation!
Scott, I too believe God has plans for us when he puts others around to save our lives. My fiancée had cardiac arrest in the streets of Chicago and was saved by a band of angels who were outside the hotel where he fell. Their quick action with hotel IED and CPR kept him alive until paramedics arrived. I thank God there were angels there for you.
I don’t know you, although we did meet at a Zoom meeting once. Not knowing me from Adam, you answered my questions sincerely and I felt you were really interested in helping me. I have always been impressed by your writing, and I am a big fan of Lent Madness. It is wonderful to hear in this post and the one that follows what a wonderful recovery you have made so far and all the kindnesses you received, unasked for by you or your wife. I wish you well and will do my best to recite the General Thanksgiving with you.