BD: The Biopsy
After a stressful weekend of trying to decide how to handle the whole moving situation, we didn't have much energy or time to really mentally, or spiritually, prepare for the biopsy. At that point, we just needed to persevere whatever was ahead. Like I had said in my previous posts, I hadn't really done the work of "pre-season conditioning" that the Holy Spirit wanted me to, and now I was enduring the lack of that. It is so, so vital to stay in line with heeding of the Spirit on the inside of you, and remain in obedience in season and out of season. 2 Timothy 4:2 says, "Preach the word; be prepared in season and out of season; correct, rebuke and encourage—with great patience and careful instruction." Sometimes we need to start by correcting and rebuking ourselves when we fail to be sensitive to the power of God at work in us. Whether or not it is effective going into the situations we face is largely up to us!
And please don't mistake me here. Even though I had failed to do my part in all of this, God was still faithful to me during this time. He was still present, comforting, and speaking His truth in our situation. God loves us too much to leave us to ourselves, and leave us to endure the sum of our mistakes on our own. It's never too late to be humble and submit yourself to God to gain His insight into your life and circumstances. His Word is still just as powerful and active in our lives, even when we miss the mark. 1 Peter 5:6-7, "Therefore humble yourselves under the mighty hand of God, that He may exalt you in due time, casting all your care upon Him, for He cares for you." Being seasoned for that process makes all the difference, and there's certainly less confusion involved. If you're confused about any of the situations you're facing, then it's likely you're looking at them through your own understanding and your own ability. That proves to be difficult especially when you don't start with God's perspective on your life.
During the biopsy, they had set me up on the table facing the ultrasound screen, and positioned me in such a way that I couldn't actually see the site they were working on. All I had was that blue image in front of me to know what exactly was going on. Preston was allowed to sit in the room and watch everything. Before the procedure started, the nurse looked in my eyes and told me to find a happy place in my mind and to stay there until it was all over. I looked up at the blue screen and thought of the name of Jesus.
Philippians 2:9-11 says, "Therefore God also has highly exalted Him and given Him the name which is above every name, that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, of those in heaven, and of those on earth, and of those under the earth, and that every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father." Whatever they were going to take out of my body, whatever they were going to name it, whatever was going to happen next, the name of Jesus is greater.
Then, when a huge needle pierced my skin to numb the site and I felt a particular kind of pain I never experienced before, I gasped and that very kind nurse held my hand. We watched as the doctor took sample after sample out of my body on that little blue screen, and the reality of my situation hit me. My faith was going to be tested in the days that followed.
**This blog was written in October 2012, but chronologically happened in September 2012**
And please don't mistake me here. Even though I had failed to do my part in all of this, God was still faithful to me during this time. He was still present, comforting, and speaking His truth in our situation. God loves us too much to leave us to ourselves, and leave us to endure the sum of our mistakes on our own. It's never too late to be humble and submit yourself to God to gain His insight into your life and circumstances. His Word is still just as powerful and active in our lives, even when we miss the mark. 1 Peter 5:6-7, "Therefore humble yourselves under the mighty hand of God, that He may exalt you in due time, casting all your care upon Him, for He cares for you." Being seasoned for that process makes all the difference, and there's certainly less confusion involved. If you're confused about any of the situations you're facing, then it's likely you're looking at them through your own understanding and your own ability. That proves to be difficult especially when you don't start with God's perspective on your life.
During the biopsy, they had set me up on the table facing the ultrasound screen, and positioned me in such a way that I couldn't actually see the site they were working on. All I had was that blue image in front of me to know what exactly was going on. Preston was allowed to sit in the room and watch everything. Before the procedure started, the nurse looked in my eyes and told me to find a happy place in my mind and to stay there until it was all over. I looked up at the blue screen and thought of the name of Jesus.
Philippians 2:9-11 says, "Therefore God also has highly exalted Him and given Him the name which is above every name, that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, of those in heaven, and of those on earth, and of those under the earth, and that every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father." Whatever they were going to take out of my body, whatever they were going to name it, whatever was going to happen next, the name of Jesus is greater.
Then, when a huge needle pierced my skin to numb the site and I felt a particular kind of pain I never experienced before, I gasped and that very kind nurse held my hand. We watched as the doctor took sample after sample out of my body on that little blue screen, and the reality of my situation hit me. My faith was going to be tested in the days that followed.
**This blog was written in October 2012, but chronologically happened in September 2012**
