Filed under: Faith, Family, God is good, Jesus, Life Happens, Parents, Prayer | Tags: Faith, God, healing, Jesus, kidneys, Polycycstic Kidney Disease
There are hundreds of diseases out there these days. I am a borderline germaphobe and have done everything humanly possible to avoid airborne pathogens, blood borne pathogens, funky water, funky smells and bathroom door handles. I won’t drink after anyone but my wife. I won’t eat after anyone but my wife. I am not crazy about shaking people’s hands and if someone has just walked out of the restroom I just won’t do it. I also refuse to eat without washing my hands, that’s just gross. But no matter how much one might try to avoid catching something that won’t scrub off with an S.O.S. pad, sometimes things will get you anyway.
I was informed Thursday that it is a really good chance that I have Polycystic Kidney Disease. It is a hereditary disease I have inherited from my Mom’s side of the family. I was hoping for some cash.
This weekend was really quite rough. I gave myself a little bit of time to react with fear and self-pity and then I stopped. I prayed and cried and prayed some more. I felt God holding me in my selfish, faithless fear. I realized that no matter what I go through, no matter how tough it may seem God will never let me go. I have to have faith in that fact. I have to hold on to the promise that He will never leave me nor forsake me. I have to believe that by His stripes we are healed. I have to believe it because it is true. But, I have to believe it to make it so.
So, I am believing for healing for me and my Mom. I wanted to be the hero and give my Mom one of my kidneys. I wanted to save her. God wanted to be the hero and heal us both. He has already saved us. So, I am believing…with faith like a child.
