Searching for Courage

I want to give up.  I want to cancel all doctor appointments and my surgery.  This burden is too big for me to carry.  I’ve given it to the Lord but it doesn’t yet FEEL like He has it.  I believe He has everything under control, so why do I FEEL so anxious anyway? The gastroenterologist wants me to get an upper GI sonogram.  This test is easy and noninvasive.  But he also wants to do an endoscopy — you know that procedure where the doctor knocks you out and then sticks a ginormous camera down your throat?  I’ve been … Continue reading Searching for Courage

Truckzilla

Today is a great day to share a little story about faith and to illustrate how God works all things for the good of those who love him. The story begins with a little thing called Truckzilla, my husband’s new ride: Just so you know, my husband is 6’2″.  That is one BIG truck.  Hence its nickname: Truckzilla. This morning I was in a rush to get to a doctor’s appointment due to some severe abdominal pain I’ve had the last few days. I wanted to cover all the bases before my hysterectomy.  If it’s an ulcer, I want to … Continue reading Truckzilla

Welcome to my Jungle

“Pain” is a 4-letter word for me these past few days. So it was with great interest that I listened to today’s sermon in church which was centered on Paul’s battle with the thorn in his flesh. He did not specify what his “thorn” was…some theologians speculate that he was going blind (because others wrote his letters and also read them to him).  The passage referenced was 2 Corinthians 12:7-10: So to keep me from becoming proud, I was given a thorn in my flesh, a messenger from Satan to torment me and keep me from becoming proud. 8 Three different … Continue reading Welcome to my Jungle

Getting to the Other Side

I’ve never been to a “real” desert, but the images I’ve seen in books and media — and the way I’ve been whining so much about this Texas drought and 70 100+ degree days this year — convince me that I probably wouldn’t like it that much, especially if I had to travel through it on foot. Gritty sand sticking to the sweat between my toes? Yuck!  Searing heat with no prospect of shade? I’d be burned to a crisp in no time. I’ve been thinking lately about the desert, though, because I believe God is beckoning me on a … Continue reading Getting to the Other Side