God is Listening (Part 1)

Wow… there are so many different things I’ve gone through where I can say I knew God was listening. The easiest moments for me to tell that is when God answers prayers in a way that we didn’t expect… if we even thought it was possible to answer at all. I love how peaceful it can feel to realize that God is always listening. The story I’m about to bring up is only one example in my life of that.

Since my seizures can’t be fully controlled, I was once told that I needed to either have brain surgery or an implant done in order to transfer to a different hospital. Which one I would do would be solely dependent on whether or not I qualified for brain surgery. Here’s the thing though. The thought of brain surgery freaked me out. To take things even further, when diagnosed with epilepsy, I was told that I only had epilepsy in my frontal lobe… which would mean that I’d qualify for brain surgery. I had no choice though. I would have to go through 4 days of testing to find out whether or not I qualified for brain surgery and stick with whatever path was chosen.

Starting at the very moment when I found out about that, I just kept mentally saying, “God, please say that I don’t qualify for brain surgery.” over and over again. Halfway through the second day of testing, it came into my mind that I wasn’t praying. I was begging. Because of that, I stopped saying that to myself and just took a breather. Later that night I prayed, “God, what I want is what’s best for me. I know that you know what’s best for me and I don’t so God, I want you to choose what happens”. Then I peacefully fell asleep knowing that God was in control of whatever would happen. The very next morning (around 8 or 9 in the morning), one of the doctors came in and told me, “Hear me out. I know that we’ve only done testing for 2 days instead of 4, but we’ve already been able to guarantee the results. Sorry to break it to you, but you do not qualify for brain surgery”.

Mentally, I was jumping for joy. It was so relieving in my mind that I didn’t qualify for it. Also, I could definitely tell that God was at the center of that. The way that I see it, God had no desire for me to have brain surgery but was waiting to reveal that to me until I had fully let Him be in charge of what would happen.

Keep in mind, I’m not saying that things will always go the way that we desire. Sometimes God’s plans are not the same as ours. What I am saying is…

Part 1: God listens and can make His plans come across whenever He desires.