Well, it is getting real now that I have a date for my open-heart surgery. It is ironic like the song from Atlanta Morrisett's album Jagged Little Pill that I never had surgery in my life and now at the young age of sixty-four I am finally going to have surgery and it is open heart! Go big or go home!
When I first was told I needed heart surgery three months ago I was at first scared. I felt bad that I was scared thinking I should be showing more faith than I was. But it is not natural to be sick or die, that is not what God originally intended for us in the Garden of Eden.
I started to pray that God would give me the courage to face my surgery and not be afraid. I wanted my faith to be real and active. O'me of little faith. I did not want to be a follower of Jesus Christ and it just be lip service and not actively living my faith. In my heart, I knew I did not want to be a coward.
I had three months of prayer and God was merciful and when I went this week for the final two tests I was not scared. God had given me supernatural courage. Praise Him! My sovereign God knew I would be facing this later in life and He knew I would be pleading for courage and in His grace and love He bestowed strength of faith into my spirit. Thank you, Lord!
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