Recently I had a scheduled MRI appointment for which I had been dreading. Having canceled twice already, I was in no rush to slide into the mummy machine wherein the torrents of torturous noise I would feel trapped, entombed. At last the morning arrived for me to endure the punishing procedure that would rule out any recurrences of brain tumors. I had delayed this necessary scan long enough. I was determined to swaddle myself in the Lord’s loving embrace as His words echoed lovingly in my thoughts. “Fear not for I am with you; be not dismayed for I am your God. I will strengthen you, Yes I will help you. I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.” Isaiah 41:10
Suddenly, all the whispering fears that had chased me far from that chamber had stilled for Jesus had silenced the ambitious winds of wretched worry. As I walked in through the doors of the Cancer Research Center the most beautiful sound filled the airs with delight. A woman sitting in the corner of the lobby strumming the strings of a harp made my heart romp with happiness, relief. There was no money tray, no apparent reason for her melodious presence. Could she be an angel? I wondered, marveling at her in the beautiful airs suffering no lyrics to dissuade me otherwise. Whomever she was, I felt that God in His infinite mercy had sent her to serenade the sick, the uncertain and the shrewd alike. How wonderful a welcome this was for me, soothing to my soul. I knew as I captured mere moments of her on film that God was the maestro of this blessing.
The results of my recent MRI are all clear!! I am HEALED! Praise the Lord Jesus Christ!