I don’t think I will ever forget seeing a moose. It was not a big one, smaller because it was a mother, along with her baby. But none the less, a moose, 2 even!
This was an answer to a prayer I had prayed to my Abba, I wanted to see one of His creations, and there they were; in His timing, He sent them.
Now, we are back home. It was a great trip, great vacation, but wonderful to be home.
Then, later, about a month later, I noticed things that shouldn’t be there, so off to the doctor to be checked out. She drew some blood and sent me home, to await the results. I had the followup meeting about a week later. Her response was to tell me that she was sending me to another doctor, a gynaecologist, to get an exam by him, a procedure to see if everything inside looks like it should.
I asked what she noticed that caused her to send me to another doctor. She said she did not want to say, but I repeated the question. The answer was that it could be anything from a small infection to cancer, but since she is only a family doctor, we should wait for the results from the second doctor.
So, I went to the second doctor and he then that he would need to do a d/c, a procedure that actually takes a small part of the inside and sends it off to be examined.
So here I go again, to yet another location, this time the hospital, to get the procedure done. And here we go again, waiting for results. About a week later he called for the followup and we went in to the office. At that time, he explained that it was cancer, possibly stage 3, which means that it is a tumor in the ovaries and possibly the surrounding area.
I had already planned a vacation to see all my grandkids in North Carolina for Christmas, the first one that we would spend there. But, now I was told not to travel at all, I had to stay there at home. because the operation would be as soon as they could get it booked. This was in late November, the operation was on January 16th.
David was more upset than I was about the cancer; I was upset about no vacation to see the kids. Then, the hardest part, calling my son, not being able to tell him in person. So, instead of me going there, he came to us. I wanted to reassure him that I would be okay, God had this in His hands.
I knew, without any hesitation, that I was going to be okay. I felt it in my heart and knew that was put there by my Father, but the issue was getting this out to others. Letting them know that I would be okay, and that it was in His hands to help me along and guide me through this dark time.
At one point, David and I met with the pastors at the church we were attending, all 3 were there. It struck me as funny that as we all chose our chairs, that I ended up facing all of them, even David. I felt like the teacher or the interviewee and the were going to interview me.
But I do remember, to this day, one question they asked, and I do not remember who it was that asked.
“What would I like God to do?”
My answer then, and still now, is that I want this to be used to show others just who God is and how powerful He is. That He still cares for us, and wants all of us to know Him, and go to Him in our times of trouble and need. Not that He will do things as we think He should. He still works out all things in His time and in His way. I wanted my family, my son, my daughter-in-law, my grandchildren, my in-laws, everyone to know that He is real and wants to know them too!
That is still my answer today, whenever anyone asks me about this. God is the one who is in control.
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