October 9, 2020 (Post #52)
(From Journal #6: June 12, 2006)
Lord, I have so much to thank You for! My recent CT scan was so good! The lymph nodes have shrunk to 1/2 the size, my lungs are clear, and no other suspicious places showing! And, I saw a cardiologist who did a new kind of test on me that shows if there is any soft or hard plaque in my arteries and it was perfect! So even with high cholesterol numbers, my arteries are clear. He’s having me wear a monitor for 30 days. If there’s anything to be discovered, shine Your light on it, Lord.
For several days, I’ve had a thought “pop into my head” that I’m to ask the next door neighbor Libby to go to the Home Show with me. The woman isn’t that friendly and barely speaks to me, but a week or so ago she caught me outside and did chat a bit; she even asked about my art. Anyway, I’ve felt the Holy Spirit speaking to me to ask her to do something. Lord, You know how much I hate doing these things… that’s why You’re after me, huh?
I confess that I didn’t want to go, but I called her, hoping she’d say no. But she didn’t. The only available day of the Home Show for her was Sunday and I didn’t want to spend my Sunday afternoon with her. I told her I’d call her after church to see if she was still up for it, and she said she’d still like to go. Well, You sure taught me a lesson.
We made some small talk and I finally asked if she had kids or grandkids. She began to tell me how she hasn’t spoken to her daughter in 4 years! She was telling me this as we were leaving the Home Show and I felt You telling me to go to Sonic and keep talking. I discovered why You had me do this. We sat in the car with our drinks and she began to open up about her life, her husband’s health, etc. She’s scared and lonely. I told her YOU had me call her and that You love her a lot.
I’ve been painfully aware of how these mission trips to far off places aren’t for me. I’ve always admired those willing to go to dangerous places to share the Gospel. Yet all You did was ask me to go next door and I whined and complained, after church! It wasn’t China or Africa – it was next door. Forgive me for my selfish attitude and poor witness. I pray the seed planted in Libby will be watered with Your love and Word. I trust You will show me how and what to do concerning her in the future. I am humbled to be used to reach out to her.