Ok so this might sound like a weird post but stay with me. My daughter and I were getting lunch at Costco and the weirdest thing happened. Normally we spilt a slice of pizza and maybe an ice cream that would come out to around $3.50. (I know I have posted about how I can make pizza cheap at home but when we go out, it is the best price for what you get.)
Any way, that isn’t the point. The point is that I was about to order my normal order, when I felt the Holy Spirit told me to get a chicken bake for me and slice of pizza for Emma. I thought it was ridiculous since that would make it over $5.00 and I was on my way home so I could have a snack then if I got hungry. Also they are high in calories and fat, but once again I heard that I needed to get a chicken bake too.
I fought it a little more, but, when I ordered guess what came out, “One combo pizza slice and a chicken bake”. I couldn’t believe it. But that is what I ordered so I paid for it and took it to our table. That was at 11:30am.
Fast forward, I then get a call from my mom saying that she was having stroke symptoms and that she needed me to get to the hospital to meet her. I tried to stay calm and find a sitter for Emma. My wonderful friend came and watched Emma and I headed off to meet my mom at the hospital.
All the way to the hospital, I prayed that God would heal my mom and that this was just a false alarm. When I got the hospital, it looked like it wasn’t a false alarm. She was barely able to talk or think straight, and I was honestly really scared. And doctors were really thinking she was about to have a stroke for might have even had one on her way to the hospital. They did some tests and we waited. All the tests were coming back clean but she was still not in the best shape. They had no idea what was wrong with her.
Then four hours in, she suddenly turned around. She was able to say a full sentence, she knew the date, and her mind was becoming clear. It was an answer to prayer.
All we needed was a clean MRI report and she would be able to be discharged. There was a long wait but she finally got it and it came back perfectly normal. So she didn’t have a stroke and the Dr. said that it looked like it was a reaction from a migraine even though my mom has never had a migraine in her life. But at least it wasn’t a stroke.
But why was that chicken bake so important? She wasn’t discharged until 7:15pm. So if I had only ate a pizza slice, I would have been starving, but, since I had that bake, I was able to survive until the next time I ate with my mom at our favorite restaurant.
God knew exactly where I was going to end up that day and knew exactly how to take care of me. I didn’t know that was going to be spending six hours in a ER room with my mom, but He did and He wanted me to be prepared. And I was thankful for it since the moment we just went through was scary and I was thankful to be prepared.
The whole episode with my mom was one that could have gone wrong but God chose to bless. This wasn’t about a chicken bake, it was about listening to God’s voice and being there for my mom. I don’t know what I would have done if something had happened to my mom. She is my closest friends and my biggest fan. To have seen how easy it could have been to lose her was a reality check.
So to everyone who has lost their mother, I can now imagine the pain of that loss. My mom was spared and I am grateful for that.