Monday, January 25, 2010
My Sister in Haiti
There's nothing like the flu to make you appreciate good health. I don't deserve any sympathy though because my ill health was self-induced. I have food allergies. I am allergic to wheat, soy, rice and can't have any processed sugar. I absolutely love pizza, so the other night I talked my husband into ordering one. At first he drug his feet---he's the sensible one--- he finally gave in. It was so good. I think I would have been okay if I had stopped there, but there were several pieces left over. I stuck them in the fridge and had just one more piece of pizza for lunch the next day. My throat tightened and so did the pressure in my chest. At first I thought I must be having a heart attack, couldn't swallow or breathe. But then common sense came back to me and I knew what was happening. I tried to stay calm, knowing I would be okay in a while. However, when that happens my immune system is compromised and then I pick up whatever bug happens to be thriving. So many people have been praying for me. I know it, I can feel it. And I'm pretty sure now I'm going to live. My heart still aches for the people in Haiti. During my illness I had a warm bed to sleep in. A pillow to lay my head on and medicine, including my loving faithful husband to take care of me. Watching some of the rescue efforts brought tears to my eyes. I Corinthians 12:27 Now you are the body of Christ, and each one of you is a part of it. And in the church God has appointed first of all apostles, second prophets, third teachers, then workers of miracles, also those having gifts of healing those able to help others, those with gifts of administration, and those speaking in different kinds of tongues. In some way each of us can help. Some of us are able to physically go there to take part in the rescue and rebuilding of Haiti. Others of us are here, praying for our brothers and sisters healing and to be rejoined with their families.