I interrupt this regularly scheduled blog post to inform you of three things I know. Well, I know a lot of other things but these three things are super important for me right now.
But first, a little history:
If you'll remember several months ago I let you know that I have an inherited kidney disease called Polycystic Kidney Disease. It is causing my kidneys to decrease in function. My last blood work said my kidney function was at 17% and my doctor told me that if August's blood work didn't show an improvement in function (to 20%) then I would be referred to the transplant team at the local hospital.
For the past month I've been praying, my church has been praying, and many of you have been praying (thank you). About 2 weeks ago, while doing my devotions, the Lord impressed on me the question, "Do you think Jesus is powerful enough to heal you?". Well, being the good Christian girl that I am I answered, "Well, of course He can. He is the creator and sustainer of life". Then the convicting words came back "Well, then act like it". Gulp! I was convicted. You see, I had never really asked Christ to heal me. I had asked for grace and peace to handle the disease. I had asked for a cheerful heart as I dealt with the side effects. I had even prayed for the doctors and nurses to see Christ in me as they cared for me, but I'd never asked for healing. So right then and there, I prayed for healing in Jesus' name. And then I started to act like it. I acted as if I was healed.. I thanked Christ for healing me. I announced to my Sunday School class that I believed I would be healed. They agreed with me in prayer. This past Wednesday, I had my blood work done.
Well, I got the results back today and my function is still at 17%. So I'm being referred to the transplant team and they'll tell me what to do next. I stood in my kitchen and said to God, "So, what do I do with this information? I acted in faith. Is this how it ends? What happens now?".
I called my Hubs and told him the news and then I went about my daily work. Laundry, baking, sewing. Mundane tasks. At my sewing machine, God began to work in my heart. He quietly reminded me that he was at work. He reminded me of the three things I know:
1. Even though my kidney function is very low (I really should be on dialysis right now) I feel better than I have in months. In fact, Wednesday, I scrubbed all of my floors and baseboards in the whole house and put a finish on most of the floors.
2. Even after hearing the news I've been dreading to hear (dreading for 4 years now) I had a unique peace in my heart. Sure, I'm confused and unsure of the future, but I've handled much smaller things with much less peace.
3. He's not finished yet. God is still at work and His timing is perfect. Also, I know He is working all things out for good. I trust Him in this. It's His plan, His timing, His will.
I don't know what my future holds - but I know who holds the future.