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There Will be Blood
I'm stubborn. I shouldn't be when it comes to getting blood transfusions, but I am.
It's just that it takes all day and it's not that pleasant of an experience. But if a mechanic tells me my car is a quart low...I don't hesitate to add oil. My doctor told me last week I was a couple of "quarts" low on blood. Although I was feeling pretty fatigued, I told him I didn't feel all that bad and did I really have to go get a transfusion? He always leaves that decision up to me. Perhaps he shouldn't. A couple of days later when I could barely get out of bed and was crying all the time, it dawned on me that yes...I should go get filled up.
The man checking me into St. Mary's had me go over some information in their records and make any changes. I told him I was no longer employed by the Chamber of Commerce. He then asked where I did work, and I told him I did not have a job. He said something like, well isn't that nice. I then told him I would love to be working, but that I lost my job because I have cancer. He dropped his head and said he was sorry. The last thing I meant to do is make him feel bad, but I do miss my job a lot. As he was showing Randy and me the way to where I was to be transfused, he stopped in the middle of a hallway and asked if he could pray for me. I, of course, said yes. He prayed with such strength and such belief and he boldly asked God to take away the cancer and restore my health. I was deeply moved...and I did feel the power of his prayer.
I should mention that this man is in a wheelchair. He was hit by a drunk driver while riding his bike. I can only believe that he has felt the healing power of God. And so I am praying for him. I wonder how many people he prays for in the hallways of St. Mary's. God is using him in a mighty way.
Anyway, I am transfused and feeling stronger. The pain is still pretty awful, but I am scheduled for another endoscopic nerve block up at the IU Med Center on Aug. 11. I am also still so grateful to those who donate their blood. I think I've used up about ten units by now. Thank you, thank you, thank you!! And next time I'm a "quart" low...I won't be so stubborn. After all, I need those bold and beautiful "hallway" prayers!
For those who have not read it..read what Randy wrote and continue to pray with great faih for Ann's healing:
When Ann and I went away on vacation, the youth group secretly built the garden patio that Ann was planning in her head. They surprised her with it when we got home. It was another beautiful moment — a ray of brilliant sunshine in this endless storm. Some of these same kids spoke at church recently. One of them said, “We don’t get miracles because we don’t believe in them.” I think he’s on to something. We believe Ann can be healed. To think otherwise would mean discarding much of the ministry of Jesus. Some Christians don’t believe in divine healing. If God heals, they say, he’s arbitrary because some who pray for healing live and others die. They can’t believe in a God who is arbitrary, so they rob him (as if they could) of his power. I’m not saying that people with cancer die because they don’t have enough faith, but I would rather believe that there is a source of healing that we somehow have to access instead of believing that God is impotent.
Hang in there. I met Randy yesterday for the first time and I was so impressed. He was rather intimidating
at the beginning of the interview but I think I saw a smile on his face as he left. Maybe he was just relieved to be getting out of
the library! LOL What I wanted to say is that I have place you in my prayers and I'm sorry I didn't know before. Life is so busy, too busy!
You keep the faith and I'm so proud that you let everyone see your devotion to God. R