There are some days I wish I could just turn back the clock and avoid all together. Yesterday was one of those days. Being poked and prodded is getting really old, really fast. I know that the doctors need the information in order to treat and kill the cancer in my body, but do they have to keep sticking needles me all the time? Goodness, I am getting tired of that!
I am comforted by the knowledge that my God is aware and hasn’t lost me in all of this. He knows the pain I am going through; He loves me and cares for me.
Last weekend my dog Annie was frantically running around under the bushes in my back yard barking at something and when I checked it out, I discovered a baby bird had fallen from a nest. The poor thing was just a few days old and had a broken leg. I wrapped it in a paper towel and held it for a little while hoping to calm it. I knew it was not going to live very long. I cried when it breathed its last breath and thought of the scripture in Mathew 10. God knows every sparrow that falls. Of course He is aware of the pain that is all around me now too. I can trust Him through this. He loves me.
ahealingpath 