Healing of Hemorrhage

One month before my 30th birthday, I was told that I would need a hysterectomy. Three days later, I was in the hospital. The second week after surgery, I had a reaction to the need medication and found myself very ill. In the midst of my sickness, scar tissue gave way and I began to hemorrhage.

Initially, the bleeding was slow, so we had time to see if my body could heal itself. After four more weeks, it looked like we would need another surgery. Still anemic from the first and unable to take the needed iron, I feared another surgery.

The afternoon before I was to meet with my doctor to schedule the surgery, I received a call from a prayer team member. When asked if I wanted to be added to the prayer list, I froze. Over the last year and a half, my family has covered the prayer list. First, my son was stabbed by a pencil which broke off in his leg, requiring surgery to correct. Three months later, my husband fell from a roof and shattered his leg. A year of operations and recovery filled the prayer list. Then it was my hysterectomy. I couldn’t bring myself to see my name on the list again.

The prayer warrior asked if she could pray with me over the phone, and I agreed. Within five minutes, the weeks of bleeding were over. The good news continued the next morning when my doctor released me from his care.

James 1:17 says, “Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.”



God Bless,

Kimberly