Dented, rusted, runs rough, but it still runs……

I’m going in for a stress test tomorrow morning. Seems the old body continues to remind me that mortality is inevitable. I’ve had a few instances that have given my doctor some concern. I prefer to think that it is more, caution, either way, I’m fine with it. I fully expect them to find the spells to have nothing to do with my heart, but then I’ve been surprised before, so we’ll see.

About four years ago I had some tests and when I came out of the mild sedative, my doctor looked concerned and Sherelene had been crying. I knew what was coming, had heard it before. “You have cancer.” The best part was that my doctor got to see, first hand, what faith is all about. I answered him calmly and in a matter of fact manner, “o.k. what do we do now?” My doctor actually said to Sherelene, “ I think he’s still not completely with us.” I was, I’m just not afraid of leaving this earth. I am not expecting bad news, but I’ve had bad news before, and I’m still here, and I will be here until God is ready to take me home.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m having a great time, and love my family, and friends, but no one ever said this would last forever. I have the glorious promise that whatever God does it will be to His honor and glory. Given a choice, I’m having too much fun to say goodbye, but then to be with Him will be divine. I’m not sharing this to evoke sympathy, or cause alarm. I certainly would be happy to have your prayers, but mostly I want to share how wonderful it is to know you can trust it all into His hands.

I’m sure later tomorrow I will write a blog saying another false alarm, but I will not complain regardless. I’ve lived the most incredible life, that has been filled with the most stellar family, and friends. I’m ready to serve Him here, or worship Him there.

Till later,

the pilgrim

*Photo Note: D7000, 70-300 AF-S VR.