I know Thanksgiving was last week (can it be last week? Seems further into the past than that, for some reason), but I have so much to give thanks for this very minute.
Again and again, I have witnessed and been told of the merciful healing power of God in many different peoples lives, including my own. Just yesterday, we had our employee orientation that lasted all day. All the employees who were hired during the month of December attended and we went through trainings together.
Now, I don't get out of my office much at all, so it was an enjoyable experience for me to be around other staff that I don't see on a regular basis. I usually only see two people during an average day, and the rest is spent with appointments who I will most likely never see again. So being in a room with 15-20 other employees was really a delight. (Most people who work in big teams probably want to gag at this account!)
I sat with some other people, four of whom I never have talked to. I met an older woman who confided to me that her adult daughter had been through surgery to remove a lump from her neck and was going to hear the results at 3:00 yesterday. The woman was a nervous wreck because she is a worrier and practically had her daughter in the grave at this point (even though there'd been no diagnosis).
So I consoled her and told her I would pray for her daughter's healing and suggested that she should pray for her daughter. She was very happy to hear me say that, and we stuck by each other all day. At the end of the day, we hugged and exchanged "I love you's" with tears in our eyes, hoping for the best from the Doctor's call. I told her I would come find her the next day to hear how it went.
This morning I came to work and put a note to myself to find the woman around 1:00. When I went to the grocery store down the street to pick up my usual frozen dinner, I saw the woman coming out of the store as I was walking up to it. In the two years I have been going to that store at the same time every day, I had never seen her there, or anywhere outside of work. Some would call it a coincidence, I call it a work of God.
Anyway, I called her name and she turned and looked so happy to see me. We went inside the building to a quiet corner and I asked her what the results were.
She said that the doctor had fretted over what he feared the results would be for the past week as he waited on the tests to run, and was distraught about what he was going to say to the daughter's family. He was quite sure it was Hodgkins Lymphoma. Yesterday, at their appointment, the doctor told the daughter that the lump was benign and she was in the clear. The doctor was truly amazed and the mother and daughter were praising God!
This is just one of *five* examples of the healing power of God that I have witnessed and heard about this fall. There are many more stories to discover if we open our hearts and realize that He is in control and behind everything. If people believe in Christ, and have faith the size of a mustard seed, we will see many more miracles than this. "All things work together for good to them that love God."
I was so thankful to have gotten out of my office dungeon yesterday and into the real world where people are hurting and need to be helped and comforted. Sometimes being in an office seems "glamorous" to the workers who do service-oriented jobs, but it really isn't better, because you can't foster the same types of relationships as those who work together with others. The grass is never greener on the other side.
I was so blessed that she allowed me to be a part of her struggle and life in this way, and this is what I am truly thankful for today.
Blessings,
Sarah