In last night’s post, I asked the Lord for a sign about whether or not I should go ahead with the surgery that I was so afraid of…and my last sentence professed the desire to be able to reach out and touch Jesus’ robe and be healed. Some modern day Christians don’t think that God still does miraculous healing these days…their thinking is that those Bible-time healings by Jesus and the apostles were limited to the early church in order to “jump start” the faith.  I don’t happen to believe that miraculous healings are all in the past.  I believe … Continue reading Neon Sign

It’s not a good thing when your highest hopes are that you will suffer a heart attack and die quickly in your sleep. That morbid thought occurred to me tonight when I stupidly looked online for information about a surgery I’m supposed to have soon to find and treat endometriosis. Every fiber of my being is screaming NO!  No, I don’t want to have to do a “bowel cleansing” of any type before the surgery.  No, I don’t want gas blown up in my stomach.  No, I don’t want nausea or vomiting when I come out of anesthesia.  No, I … Continue reading Needing a sign