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Are You A “Real” Christian?
“Not everyone who says to me, ‘Lord, Lord,’ will enter the kingdom of heaven, but only the one who does the will of my Father who is in heaven. 22 Many will say to me on that day, ‘Lord, Lord, did we not prophesy in your name and in your name drive out demons and in your name perform many…
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The Heavens Declare the Glory of God
“God is not a feeling” counseled the Pastor with whom I spoke with about my loss of faith post brain surgery. “But of course He is” – I thought silently to myself. I’ve never audibly heard God’s voice nor have I ever tangibly experienced Him but I was certain God was real. I could bank…
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Creation Points to a Creator
Post my brain tumor surgery, life is unbearable – to say the least. The three month stay in the hospital post surgery should have extended to me the much needed respite from the harsh ten hour surgery; however, my sedentary lifestyle and the potent painkilling cocktail of morphine and oxycodone keep me asleep most of…
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May the Words of My Mouth
… and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer. These were the famous words spoken by King David as he surrendered his life to God. Perhaps I need to do the same, and renew my commitment to Him as well. My God. Who are You and…
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My Lifeguard Walks on Water
The days following the surgery were unbearable and tormenting, to say the least. Time and reality were completely suspended. I was the master puppeteer of my own soul controlling an Avatar version of myself playing a human role – living for a purpose I could not quite gauge. Seconds felt like hours, and hours felt…
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In Remembrance
“You’ll have a ‘new’ normal” said the nice lady at rehab. I was referred to attend cognitive therapy due to the severity of my condition; after all, brain tumor surgery is not an every day, common occurrence. Statistics show that less than 1% of the adult US population are affected. And yes, I just “happened”…
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The World Within
Prior to my brain surgery, I was able to recall the smallest and finest details of most experience I had encountered; whether it was an in-depth conversation I had with a colleague on a complex tax matter from three months prior, or the fragrant smell of the newest released perfume while just “window shopping” from…
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The “New Norm”
“You’ll have a new normal.” said the nice lady at rehab. After being discharged from the hospital from my three-month stay, I was “respectfully” and gently referred to rehab to help me restore my memory and loss of mobility. You see, post surgery… I lost almost all mobility on the left side of my body.…
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The Challenger Deep
The days following the hospital discharge were nothing short of a horror movie script. No scripted verses to memorize here though. Hell on earth may have been a better description for the part I was involuntarily coerced to play out — naturally. Wandering around the house in circles wondering where I am. Wondering what year…
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Category Four
Life after my tumor surgery was, to put it mildly, unbearable. I am a victim trapped in my own head with no visible EXIT signs. A prisoner quarantined from reality. I was no longer trapped in a military hospital; but now spurned in a translucent bullet proof coffin and buried eight feet under. Darkness surrounds…
Her BrainStorm 