Last week we started a weekly Monday series called "I M.E.T. Him on Monday." So every Monday I will share with you some miracle or experience that the Lord has revealed in my life.
The story below is a continuation of the one I began last week....The Answer Before the Question.
Below is the rest of the story, looking back a year later. I choose to use the entry from a year later because I feel it has good perspective of what I learned through this miracle and experience!
Oh, and sorry that I did not post more last week! DD's #2, 3, 4 and I were out of town at a debate tournament all week!!
So....here ya go!!.......
They performed a lung biopsy on the last day I was there and came back telling me that it still appeared I had something called MAI, which is a rare lung infection. The treatment was 18 months of a chemo type drug cocktail with many yucky side effects.
Well, during the biopsy they cut out pieces of 6 different masses that were found in my lungs and sent them off for biopsy. The following day, when I was released, a friend was coming over to pray over me.
All week the week before we had been fervently praying for complete healing from this. Well, as she walked in the door, the pulmnologist called and said that though he still thought I had MAI, when looking at the biopsy under the microscope, the cells appeared to be healing themselves! He was surprised because this infection does not normally work like that. Of course, I told them that I was not surprised!! Praise the Lord!
Well, 6 weeks later they performed another set of CT scans and the lung spots were all completely gone! And there was no lasting damage!
So this week, as I have been participating in tons of fun Christmas activities with my family, I keep remembering where we were this time last year. I remember how scary it felt for us and how lonely the hospital feels, especially this time of year. I remember the look in my girls eyes when they walked in with their face masks, gloves, hat and hospital gown on. I remember how desperately I wanted to touch them and feel their warm skin.
I remember how huge of a blessing it was to have friends step in and do fun activities with my girls when I could not. I remember a special friend bringing flameless candles and food up to the hospital so Farmer Willie and I could celebrate our 15th wedding anniversary together, despite us being stuck up there! I remember special people bringing Christmas decorations and music up to my room to make it festive. There was even someone who brought up small gifts for me to give the girls when they came to visit.
I remember the lessons that I learned. First and foremost, even when we are isolated from everyone else, God it there. Not only is He there, but He cares that you feel sad, worried, scared, etc. I learned how important it is to listen to the gentle voice that tells you to reach out to people and how much of an impact a small act of kindness can make on a person. I learned that life can change directions on a dime and we absolutely can NOT take a single moment for granted. I learned that God hears us....ALWAYS!
So during this Christmas season I am going to hug my girls a little tighter. Smooch on Farmer Willie a little more! Fret less when my cookies burn. Forget about finding the perfect gift.
I am going to take the time to sit in front of the fire longer. Play baby dolls with my girls more! Care less about what people think about my wrapping job, my house, my clothes, my kids' clothes, my decorations and my gifts. Care more about making sure that absolutely EVERYONE in my life knows that I love and appreciate them more than they can imagine. And most importantly, during this Christmas season, I am going to do everything, and I mean EVERYTHING for His glory!
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