God and Me

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I fully understand that God will never give us more than we can handle. I just wish He didn’t trust me so much. Two fires. And multiple ambulance rides. Several mornings ago I woke up to an uncooperative pacemaker that was shooting off with a heart rate of 122. The ambulance came. And the fire truck. I was stabilized in the ER but guarded so I was admitted to the Observation Unit overnight. The heart attack never happened. Another blessing. 
Courage is not the absence of fear but simply moving on with dignity despite that fear. And I was very afraid. Once again, I pulled through. God and the Angels were with me. I’m trying to understand that God sometimes gives some people more to handle than others. It’s how we deal with them that glorifies God. And people will say, “Wow, she lived through all that.” I’m not a religious person. However, I’m into spiritual nosticism thanks to the famous author/psychic Sylvia Brown. Now, I don’t believe that God purposely gives us things like cancer, etc. Ya think He’d give a cute little kitty cat leukemia? What would the poor, little kitty learn from that? I believe that we are responsible for our own illnesses. It’s how we deal with them that makes us grow. And we become a testament to God. At least, that’s what my friend said and I’m beginning to believe it. The question is not “Why me God?” It’s the answer that has always been: it is what it is. Amen.


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