I was discouraged

In the midst of the pain and the coughing, I cried out to God and it seemed like He was not listening.

I begged for healing.

My son drove me to the Emergency Room when the pain was too much to handle. I thought for sure I needed oxygen or some other kind of technology that wasn’t available to me at home. The symptoms I was experiencing weren’t going away after a week of feeling extremely sick, and they just didn’t seem to make sense.

As I sat in the waiting room for two hours, I watched three older men come in. Two of the men were immediately placed on oxygen as they waited for another 30 minutes in the chairs surrounding me. They were taken back to see the doctor before me. The third man was whisked away quickly since he couldn’t keep his eyes open and his oxygen level was extremely low.

Results from my X-rays and the bloodwork led to a diagnosis of viral pneumonia. A COVID test came back positive. My oxygen levels were normal, so I was sent home the same day.

As I walked down the long hallway on my way out, I had to stop at an intersection where one of the men who walked in to the ER after me was being pushed down the hallway in a hospital bed with an oxygen mask covering his face.

It was in that moment that I felt like God showed me His protection. He protected and strengthened my lungs. I have asthma but COVID didn’t attack my lungs enough for me to need oxygen. Looking back, now that I am healed, I see this as a miracle.

I didn’t feel completely healed until a week after that trip to the Emergency Room. I coughed so hard my ribs felt broken. I alternated doses of pain relief medication: 600 mg of Motrin and 1000 mg of Tylenol every 3-4 hours that just eased the pain a fraction. I was prescribed Robitussin with codeine that knocked me out for one short hour at a time. I couldn’t sit up or breathe without coughing. It was the worst experience I have ever gone through.

I felt better last Monday after two weeks of the pain and the coughing.

I have gone on four hikes since then. Every breath of fresh air that filled my lungs felt like a gift.

I stood on the bank of a river, surrounded by peace, and whispered, “I love you God.”

It seemed like He responded with a whisper to my soul: “I love you too, my precious daughter.”

His love is so tender and amazing.

I have so much to be thankful for.

Going through this sickness was a great reminder of God’s protection, healing, and love.

Even though I was discouraged in the worst moments and I even felt like God didn’t care and wasn’t listening…

He provided,

He protected,

He loved,


He healed.

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