Hey everyone! I want to share my testimony from yesterday with you. It’s a little long for our everybody group, so I thought I’d send it here.
Yesterday I had my bi-annual mammogram. In the beginning it was very routine, and they took the amount of pictures that they needed. I sat there for quite awhile waiting for the results, and then the nurse came back in and said that they would need to take more pictures, this time 3-D. She took nine more pictures, and she also concentrated on a spot where I previously had to have a biopsy done. As I walked back to the room to wait, tears started to come to my eyes. They had never taken so many pictures before. While sitting in the room again to wait, Barbara texted me a heart on a group message with her, Pastor John, and myself. I told them what was happening and that I was a little afraid. John sent back the verse, “What time I am afraid, I will trust in the Lord.” Hearing that brought back a song that Jesus gave me while I was living in Cary. It was a hard time, and he very tenderly gave me these words and a little tune. It was so unlike me to have a song come to me, so I knew that was Jesus! Here are the words-
I’ll trust in you, for what I’m going through
I’ll trust in you, you’re faithful and you’re true,
For I know I’m in your hand,
And I know you understand,
Through the day and through the night,
I’ll trust in you…
Jesus bringing that song back to my memory meant so much as I was sitting there waiting for my results. All the while, I was texting with Pastor John and Barbara, and it felt like they were right there with me. And we were together, in heart and in spirit! The spirit fell on me while I was in the room waiting, and I knew they could feel it too. What a precious thing fellowship is, especially when you are in need.
Then I began to have a conversation with Jesus. I told him if I was going to get discouraging results from the mammogram, I knew that it would only draw me closer to him just as it has done in the past when I have gone through other trials. I hesitantly asked Jesus, “Do you want to go another round?” He corrected me and said, “another dance.” Oh, the tears flooded down! How sweetly and tenderly he said that. He doesn’t see going through something with us as “another round,” like men might see it, like a boxing match or something to fight through. He sees it as something tender to share with us, just another way to love us through a situation. Not to say that trials are easy, but to see the good in it is like waltzing across the floor with him.
The radiologist came in and told me that there was nothing worrisome after all on the mammogram. I was so thankful! Thankful for good results, but also thankful for being loved through it by Jesus and the prayers of his people. I wouldn’t trade those experiences for anything, those dances with Jesus, my dancing partner.
Carrie