“I waited patiently for the LORD; and He inclined unto me, and heard my cry.”
I panicked. All alone on my own in Africa, just four days into my 6-week deployment to Eswatini, I knew I needed medical help. “Can you fly back home? You’ll probably need evacuation for surgery.” Instead of hysteria, an unspeakable peace overwhelmed me. I felt the tangible presence of angels all around my room and knew I was buoyed by prayer.
That night, I had a strange dream - Cliff and an Infectious Disease doctor-mentor of mine helped to mend my body. I woke up, thinking, shouldn’t it have been a surgeon? Was there a mistake? That early morning, a doctor-mentor back home went through all the possibilities of temporary measures with me before surgery back home. My heart sank. But God reminded me of the angels and said, “Trust Me.”
Minutes later into the detailed tele-consult, my mentor declared in epiphany, “Oh! We’ve got it all wrong! It’s an infection! You don’t need intervention!” The dream was spot on. In time of struggle when you feel all alone, know this - the enemy wants you to abort your mission. He can’t wait to strike you. But no matter how high the stakes, God has you in the palm of His hand.
The safest place to be is in the center of His Will. - By WJ