When we decided to share this series, I had to stop for a minute and say, wow which time do I share? Do I talk about the time as a kid, when a salesman came to our door and by God's guidance, I placed my what 4 year old hand on the door knob, gently pushed it in and locked the door. Not knowing that a few moments later this man would reach to open the door to enter our home against our will, but consequently find it locked. Oh yeah, God was with me and my Mother then.
Do I share the experience of being bullied while in the seventh grade, and having my lunch money taken. How I was afraid to tell anyone, but by God's grace my Mother found out and resolved the situation. Yep God was with me then. I was scared to go to school.
Then I thought about the time during college when I was working two jobs, living off campus, exhausted from going to school, work and back to school. I went to sleep with a pot of cabbage on the stove and woke up to a house filled with smoke. Oh yeah, He was with me then. My house was filled with smoke and the pot was brunt so badly the cabbage was embedded into the fibers of the pot. Yeah, God was with me then.
Or do I share an excruciating time in my life, when I had to legally authorize having a dear loved one mentally institutionalized, in order to ensure proper care so they could stop roaming the streets. Definitely God was with me then. That was a horrendous moment in both of our lives.
Okay so then I said, let's talk about the 7-year stretch in my life that was a roller coaster of highs and lows. Truly I know that God was with me then, because I didn't know how I was going to survive. There were times when all I could do was sit on my couch and just hold my Bible. I remember one particular incident, facing foreclosure and repossession, health challenges, family trouble and going from job to job. Pure misery! But He would always provide a way. I had mailed a payment to my mortgage company, then the bank told me that I had to turn my car in. The bank representative had mercy and said ok you can turn it in Monday, it was a Friday evening. I had kept in touch with the banker so she allowed me to keep the car over the weekend. Uum huum, God on the scene! So I decided that ok I'll file bankruptcy, this is the only way. Doing so, I can protect my assets until I can get back on top and clear all this mess up. Well low and behold, the mortgage company wouldn't accept the payment because they wanted all back payments at once, so they returned the mortgage payment. That returned mortgage payment was enough to make a car payment and keep my car without filing bankruptcy and hold the bank off until I could do better. Dear Jesus! Later I was able to sell my condo before foreclosure with a gain from the equity. Hum, you and nobody else can't tell me God wasn't with me then.
I was going to stop there. But then, something occurred that I had to share as well. For years I have worn contacts and have only gotten the annual contact lens exam to adjust my prescription. You know run in, run out and keep it moving. This year I knew I needed to have a full eye exam with dilation conducted. For some reason there was a challenge at the optometrist office and I was unable to have the exam conducted the day of my initial visit. So I as normal got the contact lens exam, but I by God's grace continued to pursue the full exam and returned at a later date. My God, my doctor discovered a, well, yeah a small tumor so to speak inside of my eye area. Immediately the look on her face told me what she thought, cancer. Throughout this time of waiting to see other doctors, and the poking and prodding in my eyes, the dizziness, eye discomfort and nausea as a result, He kept me calm. He kept me going. He helped me even make new strides in my life by stepping even more so out of my shell. He kept me sane and did not allow me to panic. When I called my insurance carrier to discuss my coverage, I was informed that I had been referred to a top rated doctor who was in our network. The doctor I was referred to, advised me that she did not even know how the referring physician, located this object being in such and inconspicuous place. I see God all over this situation, He is here with me and I know it. I know it because having hands put in my eyes in the way I experienced in these past few days; um He had to be here, that's all I can say. To God be the Glory, the third doctor, again a top rated doctor, delivered the confirmation that I did not have cancer and that he did not (as he said with assured confidence in his voice from the depths of his bowels) expect that it would turn into anything more. Then he proceeded to share the factual evidence of why it would not. My God is with me! Hallelujah!
I could share many more testimonial situations, but we would be here all day. Just know that God is with you, at all times. Be encouraged my friend!
As I shared with others the day of my diagnosis, I would like to share with you this prayer, because I realize someone else did not receive the same message.
My prayer for you is that you have the right doctors providing you or your loved one with care, and that complete healing be manifested with no return of the disease to you or anyone in your blood line in Jesus' name.