1 Peter 1:6-7
In all this you greatly rejoice, though now for a little while you may have had to suffer grief in all kinds of trials. These have come so that the proven genuineness of your faith—of greater worth than gold, which perishes even though refined by fire—may result in praise, glory and honor when Jesus Christ is revealed.
As I said in a previous post, I ran from God for seven years. In 2012, God literally spoke to me and forgave me. Now comes the proving of my new found faith. It all begins a year later on Sunday, November 3, 2013.
I woke up that morning feeling nauseous and my head was swimming. It was my day off from my job at Honda so, when my wife began showing concern, I told her to go on to work; “its just a silly cold and I will be fine.”
A short time after she left, I decided to fix something to eat.
Here’s where things get confusing because from this point on I don’t remember all the facts. I remember, as I stood in the kitchen, feeling dizzy and I had to brace myself against the counter to keep from falling. I remember putting something in a bowl to eat but I cannot recall what it was. And then I remember sitting at the table and lifting the spoon to my mouth.
The next thing I recall is lying on the floor with my teeth all mashed and blood all over the floor. I guess when I passed out I must have fallen on my face. I have no idea how long I layed there and, when I tried to get up, I discovered I had no strength in my legs.
I knew my cell phone was on the table, which was a few feet from me so I braced my elbows on the floor and pushed myself to the table. I reached up, grabbed my phone and speed dialed my wife at work. After explaining my problem she said she would call an ambulance and her parents, who lived just a few blocks away.
The next thing I remember is being in a hospital bed and I really don’t recall much of that although I have been told that I was in there for a week. When I got home, I was so weak that I needed a walker just to get across the room and I was told that I’d had a stroke ( a mini stroke).
I spent several months with that walker and I hated it. I eventually tossed it aside and prayed for strength. I was still beginning my day and ending it with prayer and reading the Word. Within the next few weeks I gained enough strength in my legs to go outside. The strength in my arms, however, have never been the same. To this day, seven years later, I still have trouble removing lids from jars.
I had trouble eating because I just couldnt stand the taste of food. I had lost my taste for coffee and chocolate. One day my wife brought home a box of ginger snaps and for the next several months thats all I wanted; ginger snaps and tea. I also discovered that I could not stand the taste of water unless it had lemon in it; and that still holds true today.
Five months after I had passed out on that floor, I was walking, with the help of a staff (more about this staff later) and I went to the doctor for a checkup. It was April, 2014.
I asked the doctor if drinking too much tea could cause me a problem because my urine had become the color of tea. The doctor immediately asked for a urine sample. That’s when they discovered I had cancer in my kidneys, which was the cause of blood in my urine.
My doctor sent me to a urologist for comfirmation and I was told that my right kidney was totally gone; it would have to come out ASAP. There was also the slightest beginning on my left kidney. He made arrangements for me to meet with a surgeon at the Cancer Center of the IU Hospital in Indianapolis.
The dotors were concerned about my weak condition and decided to wait until I was stronger. The first surgery was in September, 2014 when they removed approximately 20% of my left kidney. And in November, 2014; just before Thanksgiving, they removed my right kidney, which they say weighed more than three pounds. During all that time, I had lost a total of fifty-eight pounds and I was as weak as a new-born kitten.
As they were wheeling me down this long corridor on a gurnsey, I began to pray. I said, “Lord, the doctor says I have a 50/50 chance of coming out of this because of my weak condition so there is a possibility that I may be seeing You soon. Unless, of course You have other ideas. And if You do spare me, Lord, and bring me through this, I will praise you to the end of the earth and do whatever You tell me to do.” Well, as you can see He did spare me.
Not only did He spare me but, in April, 2015, after weekly and then monthly visits and checkups, I was declared cancer free. I have gone through much more since then, including divorce, bankruptcy and seclusion; but I have also been blessed beyond measure and I will be telling you all about it in the weeks to come but this has become quite lengthy so I will stop here.
May the Lord bless you and keep you in the palm of His hand. Keep the faith and read the Word.