{"id":9761,"date":"2017-08-26T18:00:43","date_gmt":"2017-08-26T18:00:43","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pjhmail.wordpress.com\/?p=9761"},"modified":"2017-08-26T18:00:43","modified_gmt":"2017-08-26T18:00:43","slug":"rebekah-e-dr-holmes","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pastorjohnshouse.com\/mailbag\/9761\/rebekah-e-dr-holmes\/","title":{"rendered":"Rebekah E. & Dr. Holmes"},"content":{"rendered":"

Hey there,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

I wanted to share my day with you.\u00a0 I am going to start back at the beginning. \u00a0A few weeks ago I wanted to find my favorite doctor as a child. \u00a0His name was Dr. Bill Holmes.\u00a0 He was a neurologist. \u00a0I wasn’t even sure if he’d still be alive.\u00a0 I reached out to the hospital we heard he was volunteering at on Brownsboro Road.\u00a0 When I called, the person didn’t recognize that name.\u00a0 I was sad that I couldn’t find him.\u00a0 Then about a week later my mom went to lunch, and there he was, eating lunch with his wife! \u00a0She let him know that I had been trying to find him, and we were able to connect via Facebook.\u00a0 I just felt like that was Jesus, in this big city of Louisville letting him go to that restaurant at that time on that day.<\/span><\/p>\n

Today Dr. Holmes (now in his 70’s) came over to my house.\u00a0 I gave him a great big hug when he walked in my door.\u00a0 He said, “I have a book in my car I want to show you.” \u00a0On the front cover it said, “Kids I have known” with a big smiley face.\u00a0 We flipped through the book, and he knew the kids names and stories. Many of them had passed away.\u00a0 One family had three boys and they all died before they reached their teenage years.\u00a0 I believe they were diagnosed with muscular dystrophy (I was diagnosed with muscular atrophy).\u00a0 He had kept the card and note my mother wrote for him when I was 9 years old, all these years.\u00a0 We found my old braces I wore as a kid, the metal leg braces I don’t even remember wearing since I was so young.\u00a0 The plastic ones I do remember, and now here I am today without them! \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

We were planning to go to lunch together today.\u00a0 I had really hoped my parents could go with us, but I knew my dad had worked several Saturdays in a row, and he would be working today. \u00a0But a guy at his work walked up to dad out of the blue and asked him if he could volunteer to work for him this afternoon!\u00a0 It’s just amazing how Jesus put it in his heart to do that for us :).<\/span><\/p>\n

Dr. Holmes cried twice during lunch, once when he read the card about how very thankful we are that God placed him in our life.\u00a0 The second time he was telling about how he volunteered to be a chaplain at a hospital.\u00a0 He walked in to see a Pentecostal lady (he’s Baptist) and he asked her if she would like him to pray for her.\u00a0 She said, “I would like to pray for you.” \u00a0She laid hands on him and prayed about ten minutes, and then she said, “Can’t you feel the spirit?” \u00a0He cried and said, “She didn’t even know I had just been diagnosed with bone marrow cancer.” \u00a0Please pray for Dr. Holmes, I sure do love this man.\u00a0 He always made me feel special when he walked in that children’s clinic room, and always gave me a big hug before he left. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

I just want to say thank you to Jesus for letting me live, and for God’s people who prayed for me when I was a very little girl.<\/span><\/p>\n

(I’ve promised to send photos, please see below).<\/span><\/p>\n

Love y’all,<\/span><\/p>\n

Rebekah E.<\/span><\/p>\n

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