He told me to write a letter

He who belongs to God hears what God says. – John 8:47

Back in September I heard a voice. No I don’t need to be institutionalized. It took me a while to figure out that it wasn’t just me, that it was the Holy Spirit.

John says: But when he, the Spirit of truth, comes, he will guide you into all truth. He will not speak on his own; he will speak only what he hears, and he will tell you what is yet to come(16:13).

Okay, lets backtrack to January 8, 2006. My then girlfriends father gave me a recliner. Very long story short I decided to pick up the recliner and carry it into the house by myself. Being muscle man and all, I figured no big deal. 12 hours later four paramedics were lugging my large body out the door an into an ambulance. Turns out I had 3 degenerated discs and 2 were herniated.

Over the next year and a half I struggled to cope with my pain, but more importantly, my trial. Then on August 27, 2007 I did something I thought I’d never do: I had back surgery. Immediately all the nerve pain in my leg was gone. Physical therapy had helped my back strength and the surgery had cured what I felt was incurable, excruciating nerve pain.

So, mid September roles around and I get this urge to write a letter. “Write a letter to Dr. Lapp and June Stott and thank them.” What? You want me to do what? I blew it off as me trying to glorify myself. “Look at me, I write thank you letters”. Nah, I’m not going to do. But the voice got stronger and stronger as I prayed about it.

Sometime in October I sat down and wrote a simple letter. Less than a page, it simply said thank you for sound advice, for not forcing surgery first, for allowing me to go back to doing normal things like taking a walk, and for using the amazing gift God has given them both. I mailed it out and expected no response and up until now, nearly 2 months later, forgot I had even written it.

November 27, 2007 – 11:39am. My phone rings. I check my voicemail and it’s the secretary from the doctors office. My heart sinks as I know what this is about. I still owe them plenty of money, money I don’t have. “Dr Lapp just wanted to know if he could give your number to a patient who has some questions about surgery and wanted to talk to someone who had it done.” Huh? Sure, Lord. I will talk to her.

What did I learn from this? Look for the Lord in EVERYTHING. What are you eating for breakfast? What shirt should I wear? You never know when you’re going to change someone’s life. Seek and you will find… Matthew 7:7. If you love the Lord He will speak to you, and if you open yourself to whatever He asks, He’ll blow your mind.

She hasn’t called yet, and I have no idea what to say to her but I’m not afraid. I have a new prayer as I sit down today, “Give me the words.” And I have no doubt the Holy Spirit will guide my words and give her exactly what she needs.

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