God has blessed me to have a great week this week and get
through all while waiting out an illness.
I started getting really sick on Sunday and by Monday, I wanted to stay
home but I decided to drive in to the office because I had an important meeting
scheduled for later that afternoon.
On Tuesday, it was just as bad and I had a bag of snotty tissues
gathered in my car, on my desk, and in my pocket (yuck). Wednesday it was getting better and it
pretty much cleared out by Thursday/Friday. I was able to blow my nose on Friday.
My dad ended up getting sick (cold/flu) Thursday and I
usually don’t see him this way. I got sick because of my son and I assume this is where my dad picked it up from too. I
also heard from my mom that my great aunt was scheduled to have surgery on
Monday. She has not been
doing well at all and is on
dialysis. They might give her another port because the other one she had in her
arm and I guess now in her chest was clogging. At the same time, one of my clients is in the hospital. I knew she went to the ER on 12/08, but
with so much going on and me getting sick, I didn’t go about finding out how
bad off she was until Friday. Her
main provider is really on top of her health care issues so I trusted them to
update me but when it came to Friday, I did not receive any updates so I decided
I was going to see her at the hospital.
Her mother was there and did not feel optimistic that she was going to
get out or get better. She said
her doctor told her that her condition was worsening. My aunt too is on dialysis and they have similar complications. My great aunt is on hemo-dialysis and
my client receives peritoneal dialysis every night. My client is in her early
40’s I think, I’m not sure.
I know that God can heal the sick in an instant but I also
know that the Lord allows us to go through situations for a reason. To wake us or others up to what we
should be doing. To open our eyes
to God for the first time and see Him do miracles that no man can ever do. To
increase our trust in Him and give us the strength in the future to overcome
more challenges designed to make us stronger.
Every situation is an opportunity to allow Jesus to step in
and show how it’s done. Jesus is the ultimate Overcomer. God will
not give us more than we can handle and when we go through trials, we think
in those times that it is too much to bear, but it really is not. I think about the cold symptoms I had
and they were awful, but if you change your attitude about the situation, the
situation doesn’t last as long or feel as long and it will end before you know
it. You have to turn your mind to the Lord.
Honestly, I don’t know if my great aunt or client will make it to
Christmas or even 2017. All I can pray for is the
Lord’s will to be done for both of them and that they find peace in Him. In any situation we go through, we can have peace and I have experienced that which I thought was impossible.
I came to the hospital to see my client and the parking
garage had a charge which I didn’t expect. I parked and went inside to find that the hospital had my
bank’s atm so I wouldn’t get a
surcharge, but when it came time for me to leave, there was no parking
attendant so I didn’t have to pay anyway.
On Monday, I took my son to our new PCP for the first time and hoped that he
would get the flu shot (he is allergic to egg but had the shot before with no
issues). The PCP listened to his lungs and told me he was wheezing so she would
not administer the shot that day.
I paid the co-pay with my main credit card, left to fill up my tank with
gas and went home. Tuesday, I
drove in to work and walked the 30 minutes in the cold with my flu and felt as
though I dropped something when I went to get my snotty tissue for my nose, but didn’t know what. It wouldn’t be until much later in the office that I would
discover my credit card was not in my pocket, but my son’s insurance card
still was thankfully. I had put both cards in my
pocket on Monday night after the doctor's office and the gas station stop. I prayed for the Lord to cover my card from thieves until I
could check in my car (the last place it could be because it was not in my bag or wallet). I wiped my nose, dabbed my
teary eyes and waited until I returned to my car to search for it, but when I
got to my car that afternoon, it was not there. So naturally I called Captial One and requested a new
card. The customer service
representative said there were no charges put on it on Tuesday morning but
everything else I paid for on Monday was processed so that was a blessing. I should be getting a card
shortly in the mail.
I told my mom about this and she said that it was good that
the card was cancelled because at this time of year, people are stealing people’s
bags, wallets, and doing the most (especially in the area I walked, people get
robbed over here in these streets).
Now on Wednesday, I took the train in to work and used my bank card to pay for my
ticket. When I took the train home, I heard a lady talking loudly to another
passenger and something didn’t sound quite right about her so of course my ears
tuned in more to her conversation.
She sounded like a drug addict (forgive me, but I’ve heard many
conversations by people who are substance abusers and this is how she sounded
to me). She talked about a young child she had the privilege of knowing and
then her conversation changed to credit cards. She talked about finding a credit card this week and calling the number on the
back to try to return the card to the owner. This lady couldn’t understand why
someone would want to cancel their card and want to be reissued a new one and
continued to boast about the good she thought she did on the train. When I heard her, for a second I
thought perhaps she found my card, but then I realized I didn’t take the trains
on Tuesday. I drove the hour into
the city and the trains that I take on Mondays and sometimes Wednesdays are by no
means close to where I park my car in the city. I park on off streets not close to the subway and I do this
to get free unlimited parking where my car won’t be towed (side eye to some
streets that won’t be named).
This situation reminded me of the time years ago when I signed up
for a CPR training class and after I completed the course. I was so happy that
I did it and felt as if this was yet another thing the Lord could use me for to
help someone in need. As soon as I
left the training and got on the train to go home, a person I had never seen before and
definitely not in the training class was on the train loudly talking about what
a waste of time a CPR class was, how people shouldn’t bother and he joked about
a man having a heart attack in his presence that he did not help. People in ear shot looked at the guy in
disgust as he laughed about the man who had the heart attack. I don’t know if he wanted to take the
training class and couldn’t and was bitter about it. I don’t know if he had a thing against the instructor and
heard that the instructor was holding the class. I don’t know, but I do believe this was an attack by satan
to make me feel that what I just learned, the training I wanted to get so that
I could be even more useful for the Lord was not worth anything. The same goes for the train
passenger’s criticism of the credit card owner she didn’t know. This world is exceedingly wicked and
people are getting more and more out of control day by day.
My testimony is that the Lord helped me get through this
week while being sick, prevented someone from using my credit card for 5 hours
as it lay exposed on a side walk somewhere in the hood, and that I didn’t have
to pay for that parking at the hospital (which never ever happens). I pray that my family (dad, great aunt)
and client get better and that His will is done in their lives and others who
are concerned for them. God helped
me through with this flu, with my anxiety, with all other situations. I also learned that I don’t have to pay
$800 each month for student loans.
Praise God that I was approved now to pay under $100/month because there
was no way that I would be able to pay that much with the income I take in
now.
God is good. Enjoy the Sabbath :)
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