There was more of a reason why I have been so absent from the blogging world since Honduras other than I was just really busy.
The truth is, the Sunday after I got back from my trip, I was in the kitchen doing the dishes and felt a funny pain in my left breast. (Sorry, I seriously doubt I have any male readers though.) So I felt to see what the pain was and there was a definite lump.
I completely panicked. My world totally turned upside down. Heath wasn't too overly concerned but did tell me to make sure and call the doctor first thing in the morning.
My doctor couldn't get me in until Wednesday, so I spent 48 hours living in my mind the worse case scenario. It pretty much paralyzed me.
My doctor felt it and said he thought it was probably just a cyst, but that he wanted me to go get a sonogram just to make sure. This helped me feel a little better, but I was still constantly feeling that anxious feeling that put your stomach in knots.
I couldn't get in to get my sono until the following Monday, which was just this past Monday. So it was another 5 days of anxiousness and waiting.
The sono Monday morning went well from what we could tell even though they are "not allowed to tell you anything".
And then it was another 2 days of waiting to hear back from my doctor with the results. He finally called yesterday morning with the results that everything is normal and it is just a cyst. And I need to come back in 3 mths so he can check it again.
I was wishing the entire time I was panicked that I was one of those people that can be calm and fully trust in the Lord and "only worry when there is something to worry about". But I wasn't. I was a basket case, unable to focus on anything longer than 30 seconds. Which made me really reevaluate my trust that I thought I had in the Lord. Do I really have that? If so, than why was my world so totally rocked? If I really do fully believe that God is in control and He has a plan for my life and that plan is "that He who began a good work in me will perfect it until the day of Christ Jesus" than why was I unable to function for 9 days?
This week has certainly been a stretching, learning and faith increasing week. Mark 9:24 says, Immediately the boy's father exclaimed, "I do believe, help me overcome my unbelief."
That is my cry, God...I DO believe, HELP me overcome my unbelief!
I have SO much to update my blog with and will start on that right away. But I just had to tell my blogging family what has been going on with us. I know y'all are so sweet to care about me and my family.
Love,