Normally I’m not a fretter or worrier. I do have my moments though. The last few days dealing with clinics, x-rays, blood tests, EKGs, and CT Scans makes me both value the medical profession and their technical abilities and tremble in how small I feel amidst the technicians and machines. I found a lump in my neck and went to the doc and he referred me to surgeon and he plans to take it out, send it off, and find out what we are dealing with. It all sounds so fun doesn’t it. On top of that we get to talk about deductibles, co-pays, pre-autorization, and clauses in the contracts. Deep sigh. So prayers will be appreciated.
It’s all exploratory and there are no results to talk about right now but after I’ve shared all of this – think how you would feel, right? You have better things to do and so do I but our bodies tell us other things. Stop. Trust. Pray. Deal with it all when you get the “procedure” done. It is after all the PRACTICE of medicine we are talking about – they all practice on us and we let them. I like my doctors – they are fine people. Yet, they are human and that is the problem. We are all human, and thus, broken by nature. We are flawed and in desperate need of själ kirurgi as the Swedes sometimes call it – soul surgery.
So prayers for relief from worry and fretting and to walk the walk and not just talk the talk would be appreciated.
“Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, since as members of one body you were called to peace. And be thankful.” Colossians 3:15
Vol 4 #41