Praise God, I am not anaphylactic! I discovered this when I was stung three times by wasps in my back garden; twice on my head and once on my wrist. The pain was piercing, sharp and horrible ~ like a knife being poked into my skin constantly. I was rushed to the emergency department and given antihistamines and steroid pills for two days. I went to sleep listlessly that night with the constant pain despite four painkillers.

When I woke up the next morning, lo and behold, the pain was gone from all three spots. They felt sore, but none of the sharp pain. I couldn't stop praising God and thanking him! I found out from a friend that she suffered pain for eight days when she was stung. And another friend lost a family member just weeks earlier after only one sting. That made me so thankful to God that I was still alive.

Strangely the two stings on my head did not itch, but the one one my wrist was so very itchy and red, even after five days. As Good Friday draws near, the itch on my wrist drew me to contemplate Christ's suffering ... the pain I endured on my wrist and head was no where comparable to the crown of thorns that sat on Jesus' head, or the scourging and mocking he endured for those many hours, or the excruciating pain of the crucifixion, and the heart-wrenching pain of separation from his Father. I thank our Heavenly Father for his everlasting protection, for his amazing grace and his steadfast love.



Posted in March 2016


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