Dear Asher,
A very happy birthday to my incredible eight years young butterfly whisperer! Wowzers!
I want to tell you a story about something that happened to me last week. Let me begin by saying that I am glad to be alive!
It was a perfectly normal Thursday and I was out mowing the grass. I had done our back yard and half of our side yard when I felt something sting my right leg. I looked down but didn’t see any varmints flying around so even though it hurt a bit I kept on mowing. Finished the side yard then started on the front yard. Now, mind you, Nona was not home. That fact is important.
I was about half way through the front yard (perhaps 20 minutes after the sting) when I started feeling weird. Really weird. Like I was going to pass out. The feeling came on very fast. I turned off the mower so I could go sit down in a chair in our garage but I wasn’t sure that I was going to make it there – it was about 60 feet away. I managed to get there and then passed out in the chair. I woke up a while later (not sure how long) because I was vomiting all over my shirt and pants. I had absolutely ZERO energy to avoid throwing up on myself. And then I passed out again. I later learned that my blood pressure had dropped very low which caused me to pass out.
My best guess is that I was out a bit more than an hour before Nona got home. She got out of the car and said hello and thought it was kind of funny when I did not respond. It was then that she walked around the car and discerned fairly quickly that something was wrong. She helped me get out of my messed up clothes and after about 10 minutes I mustered enough energy to walk 25 feet inside (as she held me up) and crawl in bed – where I promptly and violently threw up again. In a trash can not on the bed. I then either passed out again or fell asleep for the next few hours.
Around 5:00 pm I crawled out of bed, ate a little something and did nothing until 9:00 pm when I got back in bed and slept until morning. Woke up feeling fairly normal – to the extent that I took a 6000 step walk and played disc golf.
Here is the interesting epilogue to the story…. I was playing disc golf with my friend Tony. After we finished our round and while walking to our cars he got stung by something which he never saw. When he got home about 20 minutes later he starting having a reaction to the sting and ended up in the emergency room for 4 hours. He was told that it was a good thing that he came in when he did. He also told the ER doctor about my story from the day before and the doctor said “tell your friend that he’s lucky and he really should have gone to the ER.”
Neither of us had ever had any history of allergic reactions to stings or bites. It was kind of crazy. I tell you all of that to tell you this: 1 Corinthians 15:56-57 says this, “The sting of death is sin and the power of sin is the law. But thanks be to God, who gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.”
Sin is much like the stings that Tony and I experienced. It didn’t seem like a big deal when it first happened but unbeknownst to us it was effecting us in ways that we could not imagine. People die from severe allergic reactions to insect stings. In my case I was lucky. In Tony’s case, the treatment he got was perhaps life-saving.
You don’t want to ignore sin or think that it will not effect you. It most definitely will. But God has provided a cure – the perfect treatment to deal with sin. As the verse says, “thanks be to God, who gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.”
Never forget that you are very loved!
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