Two weeks ago I was facing the fire. An operation with an 8 week recovery that my surgeon promised would be excruciatingly painful. SOMEHOW I wasn’t scared.
I slept through the night. I laughed with my husband as we drove the 1.5 hour trip at 5am. I lay waiting as they explained all the ugly details and yet, SOMEHOW I wasn’t scared.
I woke up from the anesthesia. Vitals were checked. Nurses popped in. Mike came and sat with me. My surgeon stopped by. I asked- “what should I expect for the rest of the day?” Four words. “A. LOT. OF. PAIN”. SOMEHOW I wasn’t scared.
And 2 weeks later, everything my surgeon said, and everything I expected and prepared for never happened. Don’t get me wrong. I have had a lot of pain, but nothing like I was told it would be. And I am sure that I am in the minority for those who have gone through this.
When I have my painful moments, I will praise Him. When tears silently roll down my cheeks, I will still praise Him and every single second I think of those who prayed for me and my God who answers, I will praise Him. I will praise and glorify Jesus with every breath that I have.
It wouldn’t make sense to anyone who doesn’t know Jesus, but it makes perfect sense to those of us who do. Because God is my “SOMEHOW” and…
When you mix a little faith with a whole lot of praying friends, God’s in the middle of that!
SCRIPTURE READING: James 5:16, Ephesians 6:18, Galatians 6:2, Psalm 34:1, 42:11, 56:3–4, 71:14, Isaiah 26:3–4, 61:3, 1 Peter 1:6–7, 1 Thessalonians 5:16–18, 2 Corinthians 4:16–18, Romans 8:28, 10:17, Matthew 17:20, Mark 9:23, Luke 1:37
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