One of the life questions I’ve been asked is, “How did you get the peace you seem to have?” Looking back over my life, there was a time in my forties and fifties, when my mantra was, “God loves me and has a wonderful plan for my life.” The one-liner was never far from my thoughts and became exactly what a mantra is…a statement repeated frequently.
One of my favorite songs at that time was “He Touched Me”. It was always the added touch I needed. Happy Sunday.
Saturdays come and go. Some are really good and some, not so. Whatever you have planned for your Saturday, whether coming or going, I pray that your day will be pleasant, energizing and full of love. Happy Saturday.
“Your cholesterol is too high!” This is what my family physician has been telling me for years. My body will not tolerate statin drugs, and dietary and exercise regimens have not worked, so yes, my cholesterol is too high.
“Your cholesterol is too high!” This from my cardiologist in June.
“So I’ve been told,” was my demure reply.
“Dangerously high!” No demureness on his part. “But I can help you.”
I went home with a new plan involving a new drug…a very expensive drug…which needs to be administered by injection twice a month. I learned how to do this in two hours on June 29th, with the help of a nurse who visited me in my home.
After two doses of this new drug, I had my blood work repeated.
“Your cholesterol is really good!” This from my family physician who took time out of his busy schedule to tell his receptionist to relay this news to me yesterday.
The jolt of happiness that went through me more than made up for the jolt of the medicated needle that is responsible for this wonderful turn of events.
My thankfulness extends not only to my doctor and my cardiologist, but to my insurance plan that covers the cost of this drug.
And thanks be to God, the overseer of my life, for this newest little jolt of happiness.
…Give her medicine. Perhaps she can yet be healed. Jeremiah 51:8 NLT
Here is a verse that had me baffled for awhile. The promise is so promising that I didn’t expect to experience anything but wonderful events in my life.
However, what followed after reading Jeremiah 29:11 in 1995 was anything but promising.
Through the years, I suffered broken bones, business loss, cancer, heart disease, and the death of the second love of my life,
“For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord. Plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” Jeremiah 29:11
These are the plans you have for me Lord? Forgive me if I don’t seem too excited to embrace them!
But embrace them I did. My bones healed; caregiving replaced retailing; I survived lung cancer and heart disease, and grief gave way to peaceful acceptance. Prosperity isn’t always of monetary value. Believe me, I am prosperous in more ways than one.
The point is to keep on believing in God’s good, despite the disasters life throws at us.
Through it all, my faith stayed strong…no matter what.