I had my 50th birthday gift from healthcare – a colonoscopy.
It seems that when you turn 50, they like you to do this. So, I did.
The doctor spent 5 minutes with me afterwards. He just said to go home and that he would see me in 10 years. There was nothing going on that wasnt supposed to be.
As I was falling asleep, I asked the nurse about her daughter. It seems that the LORD told me she had a daughter when I was changing clothes. So, I asked.
She said that she did have a daughter and that she was being bullied at school.
The next thing I remember is waking up.
But, I had prayed for the daughter because the nurse told Laura what had happened. She was amazed that I knew she had a daughter and was very encouraged about me praying for her, even though I have no recollection to speak of. It seems that I prophesied Psalm 91 over her and then, whoosh, the lights were out.
Our God is so kind. He just cares so much.
Awesome.
I still need a job. Still looking. Still no prospects.
LORD, what do I do?
What does rest and 2 Chron 20 mean right now?
Will You help me, please?