It
is not for nothing that Why, is called the billion dollar question. Mid last
year I was diagnosed with a health condition that not only left me in tears but
left me asking why in so many different ways.
After the endless why’s I decided to get by as best as I could, but then
one cold February day the excruciating pain confirmed that I couldn’t shelf the issue anymore but had to prioritize my health. Then followed a series of
tests that revealed how dire my situation was and by the time my doctor came
back to me to advise me the best solution was open surgery I eagerly accepted.
When I first found out about the surgery option I was so ecstatic,
strange I know but after months of testing and prodding and trying out different
stuff I welcomed the news that finally I would be rid of not only the pain but
the cause of it. It was only later that night that it dawned on me how big a deal
it was, after all my doctor had had to sit a medical committee down to get
consensus on the way forward, and yet my fear wasn’t on the procedure itself
but the fact that I had no one close by to hold my hand on the day of the
surgery, someone to sit by and just love me.
After
many nights of outbursts to the fact that those who had me in their
thoughts and prayers were miles and miles away and would not be there for me
physically I decided to wear my big girl pants and tell myself that the person
who mattered most, the Alpha and Omega Jesus Christ himself would be there from
the beginning to the end.
It’s
amazing how a positive outlook and confession on life can change the circumstances; No sooner had I accepted
my dilemma (alone but not lonely) than the blessings started flowing in. Gone
were the teary nights as Joy indeed did come in the morning. First was a
financial blessing from faraway and the irony was not lost on me as people in
my beloved 3rd world country Uganda were reaching out to me in the 1st world to make my riding
smooth. With the financial blessing came the suggestion of possibly having
someone fly in to take care of me and I think for the first time I really
understood the cliché, “It is the thought that matters” In that moment it didn’t
matter if the person would come or not but the fact that they were willing to
put their packed up schedule on hold for me just spelt LOVE.
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| Plugged In |
It
is now week 3 since my surgery and must I say it was not only successful but
has given me a new outlook on life. It is like once I let God lead , He kept
confirming to me using different people
that my job was not to worry as I couldn’t change a thing but all I had to do
was turn up daily and let Him do the rest.
Many
a times in my life I have said I wish God would shout at me because I
never hear Him when I desperately want to and yet He confirms to me daily
of not only his provision for me but his endless love. God still has yet to
shout to get a message to me but in my recovery season He has without a doubt painted
His love not only through the support mechanism and the medical team but He
continues to daily confirm not only his provision but His endless love.
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| With my Awesome Florence Nightingale, I owe her xoxo |
As
if it is not enough that the amazing doctor did confirm on my last review that am
healing beautifully , I had someone to hold my hand not only the day of surgery
but even in between and in the days following
God has over whelmed me with the love
of friends.
What
should have been a great trial in my life has instead been a moment of
extraordinary love and confirmation that I not only live in a beautiful world
but am fortunate to have such beautiful people in my life. Besides
understanding the amazing thing called life better I have learnt that am
stronger than I imagined. I am so blessed to have received all that love and
will be riding on that compassion and generosity for a long time. I feel like a brand new person who knows so
much about life and love.
Romans 8:28
And we know that all for those who love God all
things work together for good, for those who are called according to his
purpose.
