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It seems I have been writing this all week. How do I put into words Miracles performed by God? I am so inadequate. After all I am simply the conduit God chose to use and words just seem to fall short.

For nine years I have been praying for God to heal my knees. The Arthritis pain had made it necessary for me to get shots every few months just to be able to do the most simple of tasks. I cannot recall the last time I could get on my knees to pray or get on the floor to play with my grandchildren. Nine years ago I was told I would need my knees replaced, but they wanted me to be on the other side of 50 first.

God never does anything haphazard or by coincidence. So this year when I had a couple of episodes when I could not walk at all I knew the time had come to Surrender. The doctors would ask what I had done. The first time was stand up out of a chair. The second time simply woke up. Three shots in four months, said now is the time to surrender my will to God’s.

Surrender was the word that came to the forefront whenever I prayed. Surrender the choice of my surgeon to the Lord. Surrender the timing to Jesus after all so much has been accomplished in the last nine years in Knee replacement. Surrender my idea of  God restoring my feeble knees to God’s way of giving me knees that will not wear out. God is my Great Physician and I trust Him to met my knees His way. So I surrender.

As I surrender, I discover a few things about knee surgery. It is kind of like being pregnant, everyone has a horror story to share and all at once I am surrounded by Job’s companions. If I had gone straight from the doctor’s off ice to the operating room this would have been so easy. I had such peace, I knew it was time. But God had a different idea. He wanted to make certain my peace was in Him alone.

Each tale of pain and failure chipped way at my peace. One person said this is ten times more painful than anything you have ever experienced, even childbirth. After each tale of whoa came the pronouncement,” but once it is over you will be so glad you did t!” I reminded myself over and over that there is no fear in love and Jesus loves me perfectly. I had waited nine years. I know this is the right time.

Even the timing of my surgery was perfect. Because of the snows we had had in January, our Bible Study was a week behind. We needed that extra week. We had the closing luncheon with everyone but returned the following Wednesday for one more class. The next Wednesday, May 7 would be my surgery. I surrendered to the timing, to the surgery, to the doctor.

When Pastor Larry announced we were going to have a healing service concern filled my heart. I had been to churches all over the USA and usually the show that followed that announcement had us finding another church. Balanced teaching on healing is hard to find. It usually takes on a circus televangelist atmosphere and I wanted no part of it; Besides God was going to heal me, that is why my surgery was scheduled.

I was so blessed listening to Pastor Larry teach about Jesus healing the sick. My heart relaxed as he spoke about what healing is and what it is not. When Pastor Larry told them not to throw out their meds until after they saw the doctor, I relaxed. I had had too many girlfriends toss their lithium at the pronouncement that they had been healed to dire consequences. Perhaps this would be balanced? When Pastor Larry reminded the congregation of God’s Sovereignty I praised the Lord and began to pry for those needing prayer.

Since my healing was just ten days away, I didn’t see a need to go forward for prayer. Imagine my surprise when I turned to Mike and asked him if He wanted to go forward for prayerwith me. I knew the Holy Spirit was asking me to surrender to Him, to trust Him. Coming out of the Charismania of the 80’s I had continently placed the Holy Spirit in the corner of my heart.  Surrendering to the nudging of the Holy Spirit had us standing in line waiting for prayer. But prayer for what?

(I can only type a little at a time, so hopefully part two will be done by next Friday) in the meantime, head over to Canadagirl's blog and see what everyone s up to this week.

Thank you for all your prayers. You  are dearly loved.