What's the buzzzzzz....?

Believe it or not, my little retreat in northern Minnesota ended with a bout of malaria!

Yep, I had the whole thing: high fever, headaches, chills, sweats, fainting, nausea - one big total YUK!

Not a nice way to end my retreat, but I was very thankful to get back home, get to the doc, and get some antibiotic treatment.

Because I fainted I hurt my back and so now I'm getting some treatment for that as well. My goodness, who would have thought this might happen?

I'm so thankful my life, my time, my days are in God's hands and I can totally trust Him.

All these years that I've travelled back and forth to Africa and other 3rd world countries and have never gotten malaria... and now, I get all the way back home to the USA and it hits me.

For those of you who thought this couldn't be possible (and I was one of those), apparently you can get bit by a malaria mosquito and the parasite remains dormant in your liver up to 1 or 2 years, when suddenly you get all the symptoms. This is not the "normal" way, but it sure is one of the ways it happens.

So, it could have been when I was in Egypt, or Rwanda, or Indonesia, or.... the Lord only knows, but I'm thankful I didn't get malaria in one of those places. I go to those places to be in ministry and 100% available to the people - it would not be great to get sick there for that reason but also because the health care systems there are much different and sometimes not very nice. God knew that, too.

So, I've been resting up and reading and enjoying being at home. I just took the last medication this evening...

"I trust in You, o Lord, I say You are my God. My times are in Your hands."