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Wednesday I was having coffee with a friend who asked, “So what’s the next step?” I didn’t know...not a single one of my Plan Bs had worked out...all of my ‘if--thens’ (no matter how many ‘thens’) didn’t go according to my plan. So, I wait upon the Lord and usually it’s an ugly wait on my part. Thursday afternoon I got a two page summary from Mayo Clinic with all my test results attached. Spark Notes of the summary: Thank you for visiting, sorry we couldn’t arrive at a specific diagnosis, here are some things that might provide symptom relief. I called my sister and cried a deep wiffery cry that filled my nasal passages with copious amounts of snot in minutes, but the wiffers lasted only about 50 minutes (impressively low for me, usually it’s days)--because God is faithful, He will never leave nor forsake me. I asked God what I should do next, and He said, “Wait.” So I plastered on a smile and went to praise team practice to offer up a sacrifice of praise--God is Able was a song on the line up. Afterwards, I cried for another 5 minutes while my brother prayed for me over the phone.
And I waited...And it wasn't long...And it was worth it.
Over the next 24 hours, I was amazed at God’s sweetness--the orchestration of calls and appointments were beyond anything I could have planned or scripted. Can you believe that the doctor's office called ME to set up an appointment--THEY called ME.
So, what’s the next step?
Wait, patiently and with hope--and probably with moments of deep wiffery cries that require lots of Kleenex, because I really don't know when or how long or what or why.