During treatment this past week, I was sitting in a chair across from an older lady who told me that God was dropping pebbles on her head so that her doctor would find the cancer in her lung. She was not a smoker. Why would she have lung cancer? First she fell and hurt her ribs. She was on holidays with her husband in Arizona and being stubborn she had not gone to the doctor because "they don't do anything for ribs anyway". A week later she hurt her wrist. This time she went in to see a doctor and got sent for x-rays on both her wrist and ribs. They saw something strange in her right lung and so she was put onto antibiotics. Tens days later it still looked strange. Her doctor told her to go home to Canada and begin treatment. The good news it that because of the 'pebbles' being dropped on her head her cancer was caught really early. Her right lung was removed but she was going to be fine. Psalm 121:5
As I ponder the pebbles that God has dropped on my head, I can not help thinking about this recent news story ....
"A drunk man passed out on some train tracks in
British Columbia Sunday night and didn't wake up until after 26 cars of
the train had rumbled over him, CBC News reported.
Miraculously, he survived without a
scratch, a stroke of luck police chalked up to his small stature and his
incredibly drunk state." http://www.nbcbayarea.com/news/weird/NATL-Drunk-Man-Run-Over-Train-Emerges-Unscathed-26-Cars-153210895.html
Hopefully, this event on his life will be a wake up call. It is actually more of a bolder that was dropped on his head rather than a pebble.
I think my pebble was my mom calling me about a month prior to me actually going for a doctor appointment and talking about all her neighbor ladies that were dying of breast cancer ... I should have run to the doctor the next day.
I am so grateful that God watches over us and for the messages that God tries to get across to us. May we all be open to hearing these messages.
