In May, I had shots in my hips for bursitis. On the way home from the appointment I began to feel extremely dizzy and weak, and then I started to have a hard time breathing. I could barely keep my head up and I knew something from the shots was taking over my body ... and fast. I am amazed I could drive in my condition, but I kept on praying that Heavenly Father would bless me to make it home safely. I stumbled into the house and awkwardly ran down the hall and collapsed onto my bedroom floor. I was struggling for air and my heart was rapidly pounding in my chest. I was able to muster enough energy to call out to my husband and desperately inform him that I needed a blessing. As I was about to take what felt like my last breath, my husband finished the blessing of healing and immediately I stopped gasping for air and my breathing became more normal. I still had a hard time swallowing and my body was weak, but I knew I was going to recover. My husband called the Dr. and he said that I must have had a systemic reaction to the lidocaine or steroid.
So after having this experience I asked myself what the Lord would have me learn from this? This is what I came up with:
I learned, WITHOUT A DOUBT, that the priesthood power is real. The power to heal is real, and that I am so grateful for that power and authority in my home. I can't imagine what would have happened if my husband hadn't been there to give me a blessing ... I guess we will never know, but I like what it says in the Hiding Place by Corrie Ten Boom:
"There are no 'if's' in God's world. And no places that
are safer than other places.
The center of His will is our only safety - let us pray
that we may always know it!"
LOVE YOU ALL!!!
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