From my journal dated 6/19/2000
The doctor just took a biopsy of the “cobblestone” tissue in my mouth, tissue that wasn’t there two months ago. And again I am filled with Novocain and anxiety. Not “I’m going to die” anxiety, but “I’m going to be in pain and in need” anxiety. Which suddenly looks a lot like pride.
The Lord has already told me that I am to accept all expressions of love this time (so I guess I already knew there was going to be a “this time”). And He’s told me He is with me, in me and around me. So I will take this day and all it holds as from His hand, by His grace and for His purposes. And I will be thankful. For all of it.