Shortly after they admitted me, a task that required much convincing, a Pastor came to visit and pray for me (I have no idea who he was, or from what church). By that time, the doctor's "scare-tactics" had been successful, and I realized I may not even survive the night. When the Pastor asked me if he could pray for me, I remember telling him "yes, on one condition." I told him that I only wanted prayer for healing IF he would pray that the Lord would provide me with some ministry; there wasn't much use for me to live, if I could not be useful to Him! He agreed; he prayed; and here I am!
Later, when my Pastor came, I told him of the condition, and he, too, prayed that God would use me in His service. A few weeks later, Pastor Brian called me and asked if I would be interested in writing a blog. To this day, I am not sure what a "blog" is, but it sounded like a good idea. After about an hour, he had helped me design "skipslighthouse," and with the very rare exception, I have "posted" something each day since then. I praise the Lord for the time, the resources, and the desire God has given me to study and share His Word.
That being said, if I am honest, I would prefer that I was finished with this temporary existence, and was dwelling where I will have just begun to sing after ten thousand years! There are so many aches and pains in this worn-out body, that I cannot wait to be pain free, and healthy forever! At seventy-one (and a half, as the teens like to say), the wear and tare on this "temple" indicates it's time to "rebuild!" LOL.
I will close this "self-pity" diatribe with my favorite verse of Scripture, 1 John 3:2:
"Beloved, now are we the sons of God, and it doth not yet appear what we shall be: but we know that, when He shall appear, we shall be like Him; for we shall see Him as He is."