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Thankful Thursday ~ Love


I was inspired when I read Debbie’s Thanksgiving Thursday post this morning at Heart Choices. I caught the “let’s get down to thanking God for His amazing love” theme. I’ve had a stressful week, but God has been faithful to me. His love is a testimony and I want to do my part in thanking Him today.

When my girlfriend, Mary Jane, got to our Life Group last Friday, she had double vision. We prayed for her healing. We were grateful that she was able to schedule an eye doctor appointment for Monday. I knew we were in trouble after I waited for her for two hours in the doctor’s office that Monday and when the receptionist came out, she told me I must get Mary Jane to the Emergency Room pronto. Her blood pressure was 239 over 150. By 8:30 that night, the nurses were able to get it down to 198 over 77 and we were released from the hospital.

I’m praising God that He kept my friend in such good form. This double vision began a week ago! When we were in the Emergency Room, I called my daughter, Amy, and asked her to make some calls to Mary Jane’s best friend, Peggy, and also our Life Group leader. Prayer is powerful! I can’t tell you the relief I felt when Peggy joined us at the hospital and also our Pastor who prayed with us.

On Tuesday, we saw Mary Jane’s primary doctor for several hours and he then sent us to the Cardiac Care doctor because the numbers were high again. Mary Jane received medication.

I’m thanking God for the lessons I learned this week. Namely, I need to keep my cell phone numbers up to date! I learned of God’s protection of those who call out to him on a daily basis. Mary Jane is His loyal servant and He protected her. Also the power of intercessory prayer always reminds me of God’s love. Thirdly, I became aware of masses of people who are suffering in their hearts. I spent a lot of time waiting in the Cardiac Care Unit and I was amazed how busy the place is; many hearts are hurting. I was overcome with their needs. I was grateful for the time Mary Jane and I had together praying for those around us and knowing God cares about each and every one of them.

The meds still have not brought down Mary Jane’s top number. This morning it was 219. She has tests scheduled next Monday. No history of heart disease in her family.

This month’s focus of God’s love touches me. I’m reflecting on His faithfulness, His covenant promises to keep us in all ways, His protection. The love of God pours out through His people, and our world is changed. I see the need of so many hurting people that are looking for the answer. It is found in God’s Son, Jesus.

Thankful Thursday is hosted today by Iris at Grace Alone.

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  1. I will be praying for your dear friend, love you.

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  2. Having hypertension myself, I understand the risks involved of having those numbers elevated. Sometimes, some people have it and don't know it as they can be asymptomatic. That's why it's called the "silent killer".

    Praying for your friend sister. It may be tough for her to get the number down. But I can see the Lord working in her and turning it into good. At times of an emergency, two of you were able to lift up others in prayers and they were not even aware of it.

    God loves us all. I felt that when you talked about that moment. How He saved one precious sister [thank God she didn't have a stroke!] and wanted to save others as well. They were. Because you both stood in the gap for them. To God be the glory forever! Take care sister. God bless.

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  3. Oh my, it has been quite a time you have had there. So many things to be thankful for, and so many things to be praying about! Thanks you for sharing this. I will pray too. ~

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