A while back I had a back injury that had me down for 6 months and two foot injuries that required small surgeries. All happened in about a year and during COVID lock downs and I live in a blue state. So they made it miserable. On one of my surgeries for some reason the doctor performed it in a risky way with only a 60% chance of success. I didn't know he was doing it until after it was too late. There are two ways to do the surgery and the one he chose meant that my toe nail wouldn't grow back.
Then over the course of the last few years I have lost my Grandmother, Mother, Aunt, Cousin, and my brother died and was brought back to life 15 minutes after death. So one miracle there.
Then this year just before the snow (which I prepare with by buying extra food cause I don't drive in the snow or ice), my microwave blew up. I noticed smoke coming out of it rapidly and had to run over and shut it off. Then later that day my fridge quit working. That night I slept on my side with my face to the wall. And in comes the Satan dream. I'm fighting this enemy that keeps kicking everyone. I said "enough" so I kicked him really hard. Just then I heard a loud "boom" with my ears audibly and woke up to massive pain in my toe. I realized I had literally kicked the wall in my sleep. It was an injury that might need another surgery. The horror of another toe surgery crept in and I knew I would know that I needed it or not in about a week. So it was waiting time. Meanwhile my landlord came over and assessed the fridge and went to find a replacement. Apparently it's a short fridge that has to fit into special cabinet height. He had to special order it and it was going to take a week. It was just before Christmas.
A week later I just kept praying that God would heal my toe so I wouldn't have to go thru the painful surgery again. Had to throw out all my food and couldn't really afford to replace it and had no way to store food. Luckily I stored up soup and chili for the snow time. So I had that to eat. And top ramen.
I finally got my fridge and new microwave after Christmas. And family helped me fill it back up with essentials. My toe never hurt again. It was the toe that the doctor did the risky surgery on so that the toe nail would only partially grow back. So it would appear his mistake may have saved my toe from another surgery. That and perhaps God healed it.
Anyways thru this all it has been fairly painful and troubling. But I enjoyed my time with God and his holy spirit blesses me with content happiness of peace.
My troubles are perhaps small compared to others. And I've heard stories of others going thru real hell and still loving God and being at peace and keeping the faith. We are all family under God and he is the tree of peace for us sharing to his branches.
Then over the course of the last few years I have lost my Grandmother, Mother, Aunt, Cousin, and my brother died and was brought back to life 15 minutes after death. So one miracle there.
Then this year just before the snow (which I prepare with by buying extra food cause I don't drive in the snow or ice), my microwave blew up. I noticed smoke coming out of it rapidly and had to run over and shut it off. Then later that day my fridge quit working. That night I slept on my side with my face to the wall. And in comes the Satan dream. I'm fighting this enemy that keeps kicking everyone. I said "enough" so I kicked him really hard. Just then I heard a loud "boom" with my ears audibly and woke up to massive pain in my toe. I realized I had literally kicked the wall in my sleep. It was an injury that might need another surgery. The horror of another toe surgery crept in and I knew I would know that I needed it or not in about a week. So it was waiting time. Meanwhile my landlord came over and assessed the fridge and went to find a replacement. Apparently it's a short fridge that has to fit into special cabinet height. He had to special order it and it was going to take a week. It was just before Christmas.
A week later I just kept praying that God would heal my toe so I wouldn't have to go thru the painful surgery again. Had to throw out all my food and couldn't really afford to replace it and had no way to store food. Luckily I stored up soup and chili for the snow time. So I had that to eat. And top ramen.
I finally got my fridge and new microwave after Christmas. And family helped me fill it back up with essentials. My toe never hurt again. It was the toe that the doctor did the risky surgery on so that the toe nail would only partially grow back. So it would appear his mistake may have saved my toe from another surgery. That and perhaps God healed it.
Anyways thru this all it has been fairly painful and troubling. But I enjoyed my time with God and his holy spirit blesses me with content happiness of peace.
My troubles are perhaps small compared to others. And I've heard stories of others going thru real hell and still loving God and being at peace and keeping the faith. We are all family under God and he is the tree of peace for us sharing to his branches.
