?You?ll feel a little stick,? the surgeon lied as he inserted an electrified needle into my spine. It wasn?t a little stick; it felt like a blazing blow torch burning a hole in my back.
That hot needle was not my friend. A cold sweat dripped off my forehead while my body trembled uncontrollably.
?Be still, so I get it in the right place,? he admonished me. I couldn?t help it though. My body was riddled with a disease called Ankylosing Spondylitis, which was why I needed the rhizotomy in the first place.
I whispered a prayer, ?Lord, this is More >
?You just need a miracle,? my friend observed.
I didn?t argue with her. My life was a shell of existence, confined to bed because of a painful autoimmune disease called Ankylosing Spondylitis. My body refused to work properly, relentlessly wracked with pain and fatigue. Walking, standing, and even sitting, were complicated tasks that literally took my breath away. At the age of thirty-five I had the body of a crippled elderly woman. It was quite depressing.
Yet, in the midst of that desperate suffering, I knew I wasn?t alone. The Lord encouraged me in various ways.
One Sunday at church, during a time More >
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I look forward to hearing your comments! With Christ’s Comfort,Carrie