The Christmas Story

Dear Readers,

     I was going to skip my blog this week, but a few days ago a miracle happened…


     THE CHRISTMAS STORY-   Journal Entry, December 15, 2014


     What a miraculous day!  On my way to my volunteer job, I grabbed my bible and some blog stories to read to a friend who is getting chemotherapy, but, yet again, the Lord surprised me!

      During my regular hospital rounds I met a soulmate in Room #12….  When I entered her temporary domicile, I sensed the strong presence of the Holy Spirit.  I also sensed that this stranger was a prayer warrior.

     The Spirit was so strong in her hospital room that I asked her to pray with me about my friend in chemo!  It’s usually the other way around, patients ask me for prayer.  Anyway, I was so burdened about her that I needed the strength of a warrior!  So, we prayed together.  As we held hands, my words poured out!  I felt a little selfish while I prayed, as she was the one in the hospital bed.  I thought I should be helping her, but instead I needed her help. 

     I finished my magazine deliveries and headed to the cancer center to hopefully read some stories to the youngster in treatment.  When I arrived it was utter chaos!  Exhausted and upset from her last chemo treatment, she was refusing to do another round.  Everyone visiting her was emotional or in tears.  I started praying, "Please God, don’t let her give up!  Please, please, her children desperately need her!"

     I decided to leave and forget about reading to her, as there was a great deal of family commotion going on, and I didn’t want to interfere with their privacy.

     I returned to my job at the main hospital, but I just paced around still wondering what I could do to help.  I decided to ask a couple of volunteer friends to pray with me.  At lunch time, I headed for the cafeteria, not knowing what else to do.  As I passed by med surg (patient section), I felt drawn back to the prayer warrior!

     She was busy with tests and doctors, so I waited quietly outside her room.  Knowing I’m not supposed to be a pest, I struggled with whether or not to visit her again, but I don’t believe in coincidence!  I try to listen to my Spirit and do what I’m told.

      Finally, my opportunity came.  I entered her room and immediately told her it wasn’t going well for my cancer patient.  I selfishly asked her to pray with me again; this time in her words, not mine!  Without hesitation, she took my hand, and powerfully, with beautiful expression, she spoke to God!  Instantly, I felt at peace!  Feeling a bit self-conscious after her prayers ended, I left quickly, not wanting to exhaust or drain her any longer, but knowing God had just linked us together for someone else’s needs.

     I headed home feeling numb and emotionally drained and wondering what would be next.  A couple hours passed and the phone rang.

     "I just needed to call and tell you your prayers were answered!" a family member informed me.  "She is returning to the hospital tomorrow morning to start her next round of chemotherapy!"

     "Thank You Lord!" I shouted into the phone.  "Our prayers are answered!" I shouted again.

     After I hung up it dawned on me that Room #12… was indeed what I suspected; A powerful prayer warrior!

     Certain days at my hospital job are mundane!  Others are solemn!  But some, are epoch, and totally gratifying!  This was one of those emotionally charged days!

     I thank the Lord for my little ministry every time I walk through the front door of the hospital!  I also thank Him for the Christians He sends my way!  I don’t believe in coincidence!  I believe there is a plan for each one of us!

     Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all of you!  God willing, we will talk again next year!


                               Love in Christ,  Claire  xoxo


     Psalms 27:14, "Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord."  (NIV) 

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