Hi there. Here is something that has been on my mind for a couple of weeks now. In my close family I am I think one of the few that actually believe in God. Which is cool. I respect that we all have various opinions and I love everybody even more for because they can openly express those differences with one another. There is a point to this I swear.
When I was prepping for my bariatric surgery one of the things I did consider is it is a major surgery and there are life threatening risks. I prayed about that A LOT. I prayed for the strength to survive it and if that didn’t happen I prayed for strength for my family. If you don’t believe in prayer that is cool, but for me it was a comfort when I was going to bed the night before to have this conversation with God.
The day of the surgery I looked as cool as a cucumber. That was the way I was supposed to look. I had my Momma and my soul mate there with me and they sure didn’t need the extra worry. On the inside I was saying some serious prayers.
In the operating room as I was lying there waiting to be knocked out and the surgery to begin. I looked up at that plain white ceiling and I made my last plea or more like bargain with God. I said if I survived the surgery I would do everything the doctors told me, exercise as I was instructed and go to church every Sunday.
Now you and I know whether you are a believer or not that you don’t actually bargain with God. Whatever is supposed to happen just happens, but at that time I was scared as hell so I bargained. Lucky for me I woke up and as you all also know other then a lingering cold I have been blessed with being very healthy. Thank God.
I am ashamed to say that I have not followed through with my bargain. I do what the doctors tell me, but I have not done the exercise as I promised and I have not been to church. Those are two situations I plan to rectify today. It is Sunday which makes it an ideal day to get started. Go to church and go to the gym. Why not? What will it hurt? Certainly not my health and maybe it will lift my spirits.
Until I found myself in a situation where I didn’t know if I would ever take another breath again I didn’t know how I would react. Does my reaction shock you? Was it different than you anticipated? It was for me, but it was cool too. I didn’t know for sure that I still believed as strongly as I do.
Well friends time to shower and dress for church. Have a great day. I know I will. Also a side note friends. No matter what you believe or don’t believe remember my love for you is forever. The differences are what make us special and unique. Take care!