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My prayer

Tomorrow is surgery day.

My prayer these next few weeks is more than for a quick recovery. I'm asking God for more than a "perfect surgery." I'm praying for more than an increase in my sense of smell and decrease in bacteria dripped from my nasal passageway into my lungs. I don't necessarily care about looking normal as soon as possible.

No, my prayer is for something bigger. I'm asking God to use this adversity to show others His love and grace. God uses our trials for His glory. Romans 8:28 says, "And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose."--ALL THINGS, including difficult situations, like an unexpected surgery. I know that God uses my Cystic Fibrosis to proclaim His name to all the earth. I strive to remember this (although it is definitely difficult sometimes). If I'm being honest, I cannot say that I am thankful for my CF, nor would I decide to have CF if I had the choice. But I can say that in all circumstances, God is GOOD. Therefore, in all things, I will give glory to Him. I will ask Him to use my situations so that others may see Him. I am learning to "Rejoice in the Lord always; again I will say, Rejoice." (Philippians 4:4). The Lord is at hand; He will never leave my side. I will proclaim His name to the ends of the earth.

As I go into surgery, I ask for prayers for recovery, but even more so, I ask you to pray that I will be a tool used by God to reach the hurting and the broken hearted. Pray that the Spirit of God will speak through me. Pray for God to soften the hearts of those who need Him so desperately. Thank you, friends!

I'll be writing on the flip side of the surgery. And if I don't sound quite like myself, please forgive me--I'll be on pain medications!


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