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It's a journal. It's a devotional. It's a record of a Traumatic Brain Injury (TBI) survivor. It's documentation of God's activities in real time. There are good days and bad, happy times and sad... I tell it like it is. This is an unscripted walk along the meandering paths of my mind. My life has never been dull... and I've never known boredom. Read on, you'll see...

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Name:Iona Hoeppner
Location:Kissimmee, Florida, United States

I am a happily married mother and grandmother of a large family. I've also had several careers including writer, teacher, trucker, investment and finance advisor, web master and artist. I am an ordained minister (not to the pulpit) and consider my calling to Christ's service my most important role in life.

Tuesday, February 07, 2006

CAT Scan Cat Prayers

I finally had my CAT scan yesterday, see previous entry, and was there much longer than most folks stay. Everyone there was personable, kind, witty and fun, but that's not why I was there so long. They were having trouble finding a vein that would hold up long enough to get the requisite amount of dye coursing through my circulatory system.

After seven "sticks" by three different pros, they finally got threaded into a vein at the base of my left thumb. Normally, I would have called a halt to all this venous plowing, but God gave me the grit to hang in there. By the time they finally "got in," I was dizzy and nauseous. They had me flat an my back (I'd been sitting in a chair for the first four sticks) and I prayed aloud for the CAT scan cats and for me. They responded positively.

Once I was out of there, I sat for a while in my car to be sure I was ready to drive, and to just have a quiet visit with the Lord. I asked Him whether the IV starting problems He had permitted me to suffer were for me or for the CAT scan medicos... He didn't say, but I suspect it was a bit of both.

Now, I'm not going to delve into the "Bad Things Happening to Good People" issue, but merely want to make this point (one that has sustained me through a great deal of pain, my own and other people's) so here it is:

God is all powerful; you need merely look around you to see that. God's love is beyond question considering the price He paid to redeem all who will accept the gift.
So, knowing His love is that great and His power that pervasive, any suffering gone through by His beloved children must have a purpose. The fact that I don't happen to know the purpose is of no consequence. Indeed, if I always knew the purpose, it might defeat the purpose! Pun intended.

Of this I am quite sure, God takes no delight in human suffering. I never take it upon myself to speak for God, but often He speaks through those who serve Him and will hear His voice. I can say with all certainty that God is in control, so those who love Him can claim His promises with the assurance that He will never allow them to endure anything meaninglessly.

Does that make me always strong? No, I'm the world's biggest wimp. Does it bring me peace? Absolutely!

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