Journal



#1,526 Completely Calm.

So last night at bedtime, after a big crying meltdown about my worries and fears about all this, I read my devotional. Lying in bed, this is what I read in Streams in the Desert for February 16:

There is a limit to our affliction. God sends it, and then removes it. Do you complain, saying “When will this end?”… Tomorrow things may become “completely calm” (Matthew 8:26). Who knows how soon these raging waves will give way to a sea of glass with seagulls sitting on the gentle swells? Before much time has passed, we may be just as happy as we are sorrowful now. It is not difficult for the Lord to turn night into day.


And today, that is exactly precisely what He did. Never has a devotional had such literal meaning for me. It was actually unbelievable.

Today I met with my new surgeon in Jackson and he was everything I’d heard he would be. He was funny, and compassionate, and smart and he made me feel like I was his only patient today. He would’ve sat there comforting me until dark if I had needed him to. And he revealed something no doctor has ever considered or suggested, and he can fix me. After 10 years of illness, he discovered that I was born with a one-in-a-million defect, and he feels confident he can fix it. I’ll be going back for surgery in a few weeks after I’ve had time to heal from this surgery. It’s not endometriosis, after all. I have great fertility chances. I definitely do not have cancer. I am over the moon tonight, friends.

Oh, how He loves us.

I’m looking forward to some regular old blogs after today. Let’s talk about long walks with fat dogs, and good meals with our friends and family! I’ve spent enough on all this for a while. Let’s celebrate!