There was Jesus.
It is about to get real in here.
But before it does, let's just stick with something nice and simple to start off with! Today, I saw the dentist! I mean, what's the point though? I can't smile. I can't show my teeth. BUT I know healthy teeth make for a healthy body. They are always so nice and inviting. I love going into their office! The dentist is marvelous, and the hygienists are so sweet! They always ask me questions about my accident and what happened to me and what's going on with me now! The hygienist today told me her husband had a mini stroke a while ago, but he has recovered! His speech was impaired for a little while, but that was the extent of it!
A little after, I saw a wonderful, TRUSTED counselor. Perhaps in my book I'll share 'why' I have a hard time trusting. But she is so sweet and encouraging and so happy on the progression I've made so far. Especially with everything I've been through physically and emotionally.
Now let's change the tone here.
"When the friends I had were nowhere to be found"
I had a friend from back home (Michigan) and we have been friends for 18ish years. Next year would have been 20 years. We met because she missed Psychology class on the first day of college our freshman year. I am dating myself. We became post-it notes buddies because she chose to ask me and not a smelly kid for notes she may have missed! What started out as post-it notes became a long-lasting friendship. Or...so I thought.
This same friend traveled to where I am now to testify against me after my accident. After I nearly died. After I was still on my deathbed. She later told me she isn't sorry for doing that and she never will be. She would do it all over again given the chance.
I was in utter shock and disbelief. She took nearly 20 years of a good friendship and kicked it to the curb. I forgive her for what she did, because as a Christian - forgiveness is NOT optional.
But.. there was Jesus.
I'm finding more and more that God has weeded my garden and has taken the rotten fruit out of my life. It is no longer choking me down and stopping me from growing GOOD fruit.
On the mountain, in the valleys (There was Jesus)
When I was with Jesus (in my coma), we were in the valley together. It hit me tonight that perhaps that was His way of telling me that something awful and low was going to come. He told me before He woke me up (from a 3 week long coma), "have faith, daughter. There was a look of such care and concern on His face.
I will definitely be thinking more on that and perhaps I will be posting more soon!
Now onto my bible study :)
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