Pain Is Something to Follow
A trip to the ER, a blood clot, and a thought about the wounds he spent years numbing.
Today, a mighty pain in my belly led me to the emergency room.
Soooooo, after a little morphine, a CT scan and a kind doctor, we discovered what was going on. Turns out, there's a blood clot near where they recently placed a stent.
I find myself thanking God for the pain because it pointed to something I couldn't see.
And sitting here, I am remembering all the pain that was once within my soul.
I spent years ignoring those pains. Numbing it. Avoiding it. Distracting myself from it. Anything but turning around and asking why it hurt.
Who could help with all of those layers? So much pain, pointing to so many wounds. I simply had no idea Who was waiting for me there.
Maybe pain isn't always something to silence but rather something to follow.
Following it may lead us straight to the wound. And straight to the Great Physician.
"He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds." Psalm 147:3
P.S. I am safe and sound at home now and a plan is in place. First meeting with the oncologist is this Wednesday… Each day, I see how mighty and massive is the Hand of God. All praise and glory and honor to Him.
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