Barbara

So, up bright and early Tuesday.
Slid on my leg.
Ate a hurried breakfast of croissants and jam.
Then off to the hospital to sit with Dan.
And 7 hours we interspersed prayer with discussions on politics, mineralogy, mining lore, climbing, etrc.

At each turn I was surprised to find we are very much alike!
Right down to Pentecostal backgrounds and reason for leaving the fold!
I was very stunned.
To say the least .....

At 2:00, it was over - Barbara weathered the surgery well.

The surgeon was upbeat and positive.
Dan was relieved.

And as I thanked God quietly.

Then out of nowhere I had a vision:
In the midst of my praise,
I saw another tumor ......

Nope, not superstitious no more.

Perhaps it is true for her,
Perhaps for another.
It made me physically sick ...

Back home, my daughter called and asked what I was up to.
So I told her.
She was real quiet, so I asked what was up.
"Uhm, Papa, that does not sound like you at all."

I smiled.
God had done quite a change to get me here.
God had done quite a change for her to know that!
I smiled again ...
After a little more conversation, hung up the phone.

Yes, God is still using me in little ways.
In the midst of an awful week, my soul was quieted.