JANET: Hello, Rosie. My goodness! What happened to you?
ROSIE: [Grumpily] Broke my stupid leg.
JANET: How? [Janet may guide Rosie to garden bench if one is used. Both sit down.]
ROSIE I donít really know. I was playing totem tennis with the kids and I just stepped back the wrong way and crashed.
JANET: Oh! You poor dear!
ROSIE: [Bitterly] Yeah! Well it couldnít have happened at a worse time. I have so many commitments at the moment, and getting around just seems to take forever.
JANET: Iím sure your family is a great comfort and help to you.
ROSIE: No way! All the kids do is complain that Iím not doing enough for them. My husband is no help either. Yeah! I know he works a Ďgazillioní hours a week, but I canít be expected to hobble around after him morning and night!
JANET: Oh dear! You are in a bad way. Can I help? Maybe I can do some ironing or baking for you.
ROSIE: Yes. Iíd appreciate that. This stupid thing has been so achy and itchy I havenít really been able to cook much lately. Though, Iíll warn you now, the kids are pretty fussy. They donít like anything too fancy and they wonít eat anything with cauliflower, zucchini, broccoli, beans, cabbage, brussell- sprouts, beet-root, spinach and eggs! Theyíd have McDonaldís or Pizza every night if I let them. And as for ironing Ė well! I have a pile thatís threatening the worldís highest peak record!
JANET: [Laughs lightly] Oh Rosie! You canít keep going like that! Iíll bring you a couple of meals that might suit you and your family, and pick up some of that ironing for you. But, you must be positive about all this. It will pass. I shall pray that your leg gets better sooner than later! Hey?
ROSIE: Ha! Fat lot of good that will do! The specialist said itís broken in three places and if it doesnít set right heíll have to re-break it and pin it! Itíll just be my luck and Iíll be in surgery on my birthday. [Gloomily] Hmmpf! A lot of fun that will be!
JANET: Surely not! The hospital staff are very kind. Iím sure theyíll make your day special for you. Besides, thereís no guarantee that youíll end up having surgery. Is there?
ROSIE: Donít bet on it! Itís a dead cert with my luck.
JANET: Well, I shall still pray for you. I know God is looking after you. He will bless you despite all this. [Pause] Maybe you could try counting up all the things you can be grateful to Him about! I know that when I get down, I think of all the blessings God has given me and I usually feel much better. I have learned to be content no matter what happens. I have heaps to be thankful for and Iím sure you do too.
ROSIE: [sarcastically] Yeah! Sure! Iím really grateful!
SUE: [Smiles brightly] Hi! Janet! [Half-heartedly acknowledges Rosie] Rosie. [To Janet again - sincerely] How are you? Are you coping Ok?
JANET: Yes, Iím fine. Thank you.
SUE Itís such a shockÖ you knowÖ about your news.
JANET: Yes it was. But I have so much to thank God for it was hard to be angry for long. I have never felt more Joy and Peace than I do now.
SUE: [In awe] Wow! You are such an inspiration, Janet! How do you do it?
JANET: Only by the Grace of God! [Slight pause] Well! I have to go now. Bye Rosie. I will pray for you. [Hugs Sue] Thank you Sue. Thanks for caring. Please keep in touch. Bye!
SUE: She is amazing! I donít know how she manages to be so positive. Sheís so gracious. She doesnít seem worried or bitter about it at all! Now, thatís what I call faith. What an inspiration!
ROSIE: [Very annoyed] Why do you keep saying that? What is so inspiring about her?
SUE: [Shocked] Donít you know?
ROSIE: Know what?
SUE Janet is dying. She has terminal cancer. They think she might only have a year or so to live.
[Sue pauses. Rosie is mortified and covers her mouth with her hand. Both freeze during the reading of the text.]
NARRATOR: In my life in union with the Lord it is a great joy to me that after so long a time you once more had the chance of showing that you care for me. And I am not saying this because I feel neglected, for I have learnt to be satisfied with what I have. I know what it is to be in need and what it is to have more than enough. I have learnt this secret, so that anywhere, at any time, I am content, whether I am full or hungry, whether I have too much or too little. I have the strength to face all conditions by the power that Christ gives me.
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