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Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Another scare revisited...

I keep revisiting the events of Thursday. Running down a long hallway with meter in hand, not knowing the fate of my daughter. Having trouble waking her and then later having the endocronologist not convinced that she truly was suffering from low blood sugar because her numbers were 127.

I've talked with other moms of diabetic children and so far we have concluded that it was low blood sugar. Some moms have told me that sometimes in defense, your body can shoot a dose of glucose into your system to essentially "jumpstart" you again. As the glucagon shot tries to do. simulating the body's natural function.

we prayed.

was it divine intervention or luck?

when I was in church on Sunday, I was sitting in the pew listening to an amazing testimony by a young man. He was sharing how God had transformed his life from a drug user to clean and sober. His testimony brought tears to my eyes. I remembered the transforming power of God in my own life. He transformed me years ago. from a cynical academic to a submissive believer.

While I was sitting there, my husband texted me. He was still at home with our children to meet us soon. He asked what to do about our daughter. Her numbers were high. Should he give her more insulin?

I stepped outside to call him. As I walked into the lobby, one of the teachers that had been with my daughter on Thursday, walked by. She asked how she was doing. I was feeling overwhelmed with the heaviness of diabetes again.

When I went back into church, I thought I heard a woman loudly whisper behind me. When I turned to look, there was no one directly behind me. Then my ears plugged up and began to ring. Then they were fine again.

When I went home later that day. I was standing in my kitchen preparing lunch and I felt a hand on my left shoulder. I turned to see who it was... yet no one was there.

Tonight, I went to my Bible study and we are studying Revelation in the New Testament. When we began our study, this is what I read:

"I turned around to see the voice that was speaking to me" Revelation 1:12

"when God speaks, it can sound like rushing water" paraphrased from Ezekiel 43:2

"Then he placed his right hand on me and said "Do not be afraid". I am the First and the Last. I am the Living one; I was dead, and behold I am alive for ever and ever! I hold the keys of death..." Revelation 1:17, 18

God is always with us. He was there when my daughter fell. He was with me in church and again in my kitchen. He then spoke through his study to me tonight. HE is the author of life. HE is in control. HE protected my daughter and HE reassured me.

Whether people believe or are skeptics. Everything of the events from Thursday on point to God being in control. Just moments before I went running, our group was just discussing the spiritual world that exists but we are not able to see. We just don't know what God protects us from when things happen. How much worse it could have been. and just the week before, I had told my group that I was learning to continue to trust God with my children because we just can't control what happens to them all of the time. Some time God likes to show us what we are talking about.

We praise you over and over for all that you do for us.


  1. I wholeheartedly agree.

    I also believe that He designed the human body. He designed the liver to do it's job of releasing glycogen during episodes of low blood sugar.

    I believe He was there, holding her, comforting her...and He was with you -- providing the ability to stay calm, use wisdom, and focus.

    Yes, He does take care of us...in more ways than we'll ever know.

  2. Beautiful reminder that we are never alone. Reminds me of Footprints in the Sand. "When you see only one set of footprints, it is then that I carried you."