So much to say! No need to repeat my complete health story, just enough
to say that I believe the report of the Doctor! That’s right the Doctor. No
secret that over the past several months I have had many attacks on my body and
brain. The latest round of strokes and small seizures since then, had me convinced that I would never be productive
again. I have been told that I have blood disorders, Dementia, learning
disabilities, and on and on. They were real. I felt them in my body, and the CT
Scans, MRI’s, and other tests confirmed everything that I was told and
experiencing. I was even declared “disabled” by the state.
The last blow came when I was seen by a Neuropsychologist
and given some basic testing a few weeks ago. I talked with her and told her
that I wanted to be productive again. She asked me how my two last jobs worked
out, knowing that I lost them because of my inability to produce. My answered
was “I failed”. She asked me if I wanted to fail again and obviously I said no.
From the preliminary testing she told me that I should never work again. It was
unfair to any employer given all my issues.
What she didn’t know was that I had been interviewing for a
position for the past six months and I was about to have my sixth and final
interview with the VP of the company, who would be flying in the next week to
meet with me. She wanted to do a series of tests to determine the level of my cognitive
ability, pretty much confirming that I did in fact have Dementia.
So the next day I visited Pastor Phil for prayer. He asked
me what I wanted. I told him I just didn’t want to struggle anymore. If I was to retire and be disabled, then I did
not want to struggle financially. If I worked, I did not want to struggle to do
my job. And then out of nowhere, I shared with him and my wife that I wanted to
be a worshipper again. You see since having my heart attack and bypass surgery
in 2007, my worship life all but disappeared. I made dumb decisions and just
got “sicker”.
The next words out of my mouth was that I feared what others
would think if I pursued that again. Through some more digging, I realize that
it was God himself that was calling me back to worship. That’s what I was
created for. Pastor Phil then made an analogy that made sense to me as a
business person. If I wanted to make a business deal with “Donald Trump”, that
it would be pretty much impossible to gain his attention and make the deal. But
if “Donald Trump” wanted to make a deal with little ole’ me, nothing could stop
him from reaching out to me and making the deal.
BAM! It wasn’t just
me that desired to get back to worship; it was God who was calling me back to worship.
So who could stop HIM??? So right there
the fear was exposed and deleted from my mind. We went on to discuss that I
needed to “take capture” every other fear about my health and delete it from my
mind. We prayed and later the next day I had a group of people pray for me.
They prayed that I would have the “mind” of Christ, where my brain fell short.
To make a long story short, I interviewed the next day with
the VP and was offered the job on the spot. But I still had the extended
testing scheduled the following week, so I went thru with it. Yesterday my wife
and I sat with the Doctor as she went over the results from the week. Her words
were that she never usually had good news to give but this was different. NO
DEMENTIA! In fact I tested above or exceeded in almost all areas and there was
no reason to “fear” starting this job. This is the very same Doctor that two
weeks earlier told me that I should never work again! So I believe the report
of the Doctor because it lines up with Gods plan.
So what were you created to do? We have been looking at it
backwards. The scripture “nothing can separate us from the love of God” has a
whole new meaning to me now. Quit looking at what is stopping you from getting
to what He wants in your life, and take capture of that thought. Then hit the “delete
button”. You see, nothing can stop God from getting to you, and fulfilling His
plan in your life.
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