It's a God Thing!

With emotions brewing, fear abounding and a burdened heart, I hit my knees, barry my face, and begin to pray. My prayers turn into a conversation with God I was not ready to have. With tears streaming down my face, I listen to what God says and all I can hear is that I must sacrifice myself for others, show my weakness, lose my pride and begin to tell my story. I listen, stand up, wipe the tears and write down my thoughts on paper, throw the paper into my bible and walk away. Once again, my heart is tugged and I am led to go back and read my bible where I tossed the paper. I open to Matthew 11:25-30 "rest for the Weary".

So now I am confident that God has a plan and events occur one after another revealing God's work and proclaiming His name. Later in the week, I posted several things on facebook to later find out a friends husband was going through the same experience and was led to read Philippians 1:19-24.

I then go to NYC to see the final Dr. in all of this mess. Confident that answers will be revealed and the 4 and 1/2 year search will end. Two long days with multiple conversations, assessments and a muscle biopsy lead to again, unanswered questions, uncertain diagnosis, and a sit and wait mentality for biopsy results. A plan for treatment is developed and refined with lifestyle modifications and supplements. I am crushed, once again with no definitive answer and false hope.

Trying to remain faithful, patient and trusting I sit and wait. Fear and uncertainty fill my head until today. God definitely reminded me today that things will be ok. A message was preached about despair and to choose faith over fear. Finally, led in Sunday school to take a closer look into Romans 12:1-2.

As I have stated before, some may say coincidence - I say Divine intervention.