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About His Work

I started to write an update, and I knew what I was going to write. As I was about to make my way this way to write my thoughts down, I was reminded, "If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all." God graciously reminded me that my attitude today was not for His glory. "Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God's will is--his good, pleasing and perfect will." Romans 12:2

So I went, yet again, to my old friend Spurgeon and was comforted (yet again) by his words which always point me back to Christ.

"...The holy rest which springs out of faith in the Lord Jesus also greatly helps a man when he is ill.... Let us not be overcome with sudden expectation of death the moment we have a finger-ache, but let us rather expect that we may have to work on through a considerable length of days.... The truest lengthening of life is to live while we live, wasting no time but using every hour for the highest ends." CH Spurgeon

In light of this, I will tell you my story.

I was awakened to the sound of the vibration of my cell phone this morning (my ring is always on silent) at 7 AM. My Endocrinologist was calling to respond to the letter I faxed to him and my Cardiologist (previous blog). Being that I am not a morning person, and I am not really all that aware of what's going on right after I wake up, the conversation did not go as planned.

Basically he told me that my tachycardia had nothing to do with my thyroid, etc etc. In hinds sight, he was responding to the wrong issue. The issue I had was that my family members can't tolerate the synthetic thyroid hormone, causing racing hearts, palpitations, skipped beats, etc (AKA Arrhythmias). I said, "Might there be a possibility that I am not doing well on the Synthroid?" He told me that I would feel much better on the Synthroid and that was the end of the conversation. It left me feeling really confused, as it was like we were not even talking about the same thing.

Josh reminded me that I still haven't heard from the Cardiologist, so the Endocrinologist's answer might not be the final answer. I was still fighting being extremely frustrated and bewildered until Spurgeon reminded me that my hope is in the Lord. He has the answer, and is even now working on the solution. I don't need to worry, but instead be about His work.
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  1. AnonymousJune 22, 2009 at 3:01 PM

    Good post :) I'm trying to work my way back to trusting! Hope this cardio stuff gets worked out <3

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  2. MarilynJune 22, 2009 at 4:08 PM

    That's our girl. Our hope and trust is not in doctors but in the Lord. If he chooses to use doctors to bring about our healing then we will have to pray and believe that the Lord will get through to the doctors.
    Luv Mom

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