First things first. I learned today that the correct spelling of shoo shoo is actually chou chou. So there you go.
Today was probably my least favorite day since I have been here. I woke up this morning and thought I was dying. I know thats a bit melo dramatic but its true. I was leaving for GHA around 9:30 so I asked my boss if I could lay down until then. Once I described my symptoms to her she insisted that I not go to work because to her, it sounded like I had malaria. Yikes. I was not happy.
** Side note- Gracie assigned a book to me called Worship by Norvel Hayes. I implore you all to read it- its life changing. I have been reading it all this week and its incredible. Because I had been reading it, I knew exactly what to do.**
I came back to my tent and started worshipping. I just worshipped and prayed and worshipped and prayed, believing in complete faith that malaria or whatever this was would not prosper against me. I wanted to pass out but I kept praying. I think every believer has times in their life when they do exactly what the word says and it "doesnt work". This was one of those times for me. I was frustrated that the enemy had been bringing so much sickness against my body since moving to Haiti. I even did the math. I had been sick more days than I had been not sick. That is not ok. Not when I am here trying to tell other people about the healing power of Jesus, not when I know the authority that exists in his name that is inside of me. You know, the same power that raised Jesus from the dead is inside of us (Romans 8:11 I think) This means that at the very least I can raise people from the dead. So why did I still feel terrible?
Eventually I decided to lay down and sleep. Unfortunately, I could not sleep, the pain in my neck was so unbearable. I decided to keep praying, to keep thanking Jesus that he loved me enough to give me everything he had, healing included. Around that time one of our staff members who is a nurse came to check on me. My fever was 101 and I " looked very pale"- people always think I am sick when I dont wear makeup. I tried to tell her it was my natural color but anyways.... She ran a malaria test that was supposed to take 20 minutes to show results. 30 seconds later I had malaria. Not cool.
This is when I think the faith comes in. We do after all live by faith and not by sight. It is easy to say that before the diagnosis but harder and more vital afterwards, regardless of the situation. I contacted some people back home and had them praying for me. And I started speaking. Just speaking what I knew was true. 30 minutes later, I find out that the test was wrong, I dont have malaria. Look at that. Should I be surprised, absolutely not. But I am incredibly thankful.
Since I dont have malaria, their second guess is the flu or strep throat. I am already feeling better than I did this afternoon and believe that I will keep feeling better! If everyone could just agree with me on that, say a prayer for me, I would really appreciate it. I hate being sick, being sick in Haiti is probably my least favorite thing.
Positive things:
1. I got to see how much people really care about others and felt very loved today- I am not alone the way I felt I was.
2. I got to eat m&m peanut butter cookie dough- even though it made me feel worse, it tasted so good
3. I dont have malaria. That is always a plus.
I hope you all actually read that book. I also pray that the Lord will keep teaching me about faith. I dont have the answers. I am not sure why I wasnt and still am not better instantly. I guess I am realizing that it is not my job to analyze the word and promises of God based off my situations. My job is to believe him. Regardless. His word says that his promises always prove true. I have to go by that no matter how I feel or what the thermometer says.
So anyways, that was my friday- pray that I can still go on the distribution tomorrow. That is honestly my biggest concern right now!
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