Tuesday, January 26, 2010
I have been reluctant to tell this story for I know some do not believe and there is always some kind of an explanation for "things" of this sort. But I have experienced it inmy life. Here goes the story! In October 2000, I was going in to have my gall bladder removed. But the doctor wanted to do a colonoscopy first. After starting the procedure he was in there just a few minutes and left the room. The nurse said he was through. I looked at the screen and saw a big something in the colon. I knew then something was wrong. I'm not going into all of it but to say the doctor came in and said he was going to have to open me up the next day. I ask him if it was cancer and he said probably. That great dreaded word! I was to be at the hospital early the next morning. At first I felt deflated. Going back home I felt like just running and hiding and not even facing people. But then I remembered that I have a great God. We stopped at the store to pick up a few things and talked to several to ask for prayer. We can on home and my husband took me by the hand, went to the bedroom, got on his knees with me beside him and he started praying. Suddenly I felt a peace that surround me and I knew however it came out it would be okay. The next day I had surgery to take out part of the colon plus the gall bladder. That was on Friday. I had several doctors ~as there was complication with a small cut in the Utherer Tube. They called in a Urologist that put a stent in the utherer tube. He came around after surgery on Saturday. My primary doctor came, the surgeon came by and later that evening an Oncololgist came in. I was still groggy but I saw Oncologist on his jacket. My husband talked with him a few mintes. Sunday came and I was more aware of everything. The Oncologist came again. He walked in, spoke in a soft tone and then he lightly touched my leg and told me that everything was going to be okay and left. The surgeon said I would not get my results until Tuesday to see if the cancer had spread into other organs. About 15 minutes later my primary doctor came in and said he had my results. (The ones that were suppose to come in on Tuesday.) The cancer had not spread. When he left I ask my husband what the Ongoloist name was. He didn't remember seeing a name. He went to my primary doctor and ask who the Oncologist was. No Oncologist had been called in. He only would have been there had the reports came back negative. Then we started wondering who he was. My husband went to the nurses station and ask who the Oncologist was. No Oncologist had been by there. So we thought we would wait and get the bill from him. No bill ever came. To this day we think that the Lord just sent an Angel to let us know that everything was going to be fine. I did suffer a lot and had the rest of the colon removed three years later. The doctor said I would have to take medicine the rest of my life because my food would go right through. But I only took medicine about a year. That was 2003! I still do not take medicine. I have to go every three years and have it checked. It is time for me to go this month. I don't know what the future holds but I am glad that I know the One who holds the future. I don't know why the Lord let me go through those surgeries. But I know I am here for a purpose. What ever He wants to do in the future is up to Him. I am at His disposol. I have always been skeptical of angel stories ~ but now I think twice. I don't worship angels but I know God has a purpose for them, also I have wondered ~how many times in a day does the Lord send an Angel before us to protect us? Probably more than we would ever know! I shared this with another doctor today. He and his wife are Christians. While I was in therapy he and my husband started talking about how the Lord works. We surely don't believe in miracle healers who get all the glory themselves. But if the Lord choses to come and encourage one of His children ~I will take it anyday and give Him the glory. You can believe this or be skeptical like I was until it happened to me. I just know what that it was not a figment of my imagination. I give Him the glory. Why I waited so long to tell this ~I really can't explain, except I was afraid of people's opinion. But it really doesn't matter what anyone may think. We all have our opinions, don't we?