Sometimes blogs express grief or anger, indignation or angst, fear or struggle. But today, this blog, must express joy, relief, hope and gratitude. If you saw my last post about my week-long medical evaluation at Mayo Clinic in Jacksonville, Florida, you know that my hope was that I would be approved for a kidney transplant.
Today, I received the phone call from Mayo letting me know that I am now on the transplant list and ready for a kidney. It was a phone call that rekindled my hope. It brought instant joy and a sense of relief. And then there’s gratitude, that the God who holds the universe holds me, too.
Through the fear and struggle of 2014, through these five years of daily dialysis, God has held me in arms of love and care. I do not know if fear and struggle are over. Transplant surgery is an ominous thought at times. Strong, immunosuppressant medication for life is an ominous thought at times. My body rejecting the kidney is an ominous thought. There are dozens of “what ifs!” But I try to always look at “what ifs” through this empowering lens:
There is freedom waiting for you,
On the breezes of the sky,
And you ask
“What if I fall?”
Oh, but my darling,
What if you fly?
― Erin Hanson
What if I fly? What if I take the “wings of the morning?” What if I soar? What if the Spirit Wind blows across my life?
2 thoughts on “What If?”
So happy for you. Will continue to pray. I would some day to sit down for a conversation and a cup of coffee.
Your post is a declaration of your own holy wobbling faith but it is also a challenge and comfort to those of us who read out of another wobbling. Thank you.