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When I got radioactive iodine for the cancer I got, I had to be quaratined in a hotel for a week. I learned that I don't like being alone. But anyway...
That first night I got really sick. I was spewing stuff from both ends and in so much pain. It was horrible because I couldn't really go anywhere and all I could do was go through it. But I was worried because I didn't know how long the spewing would last...all week??!! Surely not!! And I was thinking about giving birth and how that was painful but it's over in like 24 hours...

So I called my bestest friend from church, Pam, and she was awake (it was like 1 am) and said, "I wondered why I woke up?? Now I know." She prayed with me and I went to lay down. I couldn't sleep for all the pain but I was like put into a trance...

I felt like I was being rocked to sleep by Jesus. I kept humming "Jesus loves me. This I know. For the Bible tells me so. Little ones to Him, belong. They are weak, but He is strong. Yes, Jesus loves me. Yes, Jesus loves me. Yes, Jesus loves me. The Bible tells me so" until I eventually fell asleep. I've never felt so loved and so safe in my life. It was my most intimate moment with Jesus I have ever had.

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  1. that, my friend, is awesome. glad you got your tat!

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  2. It's so cool when there is so much meaning behind your tattoo...makes me sad and happy.
    Glad we could do it "Buddy-Buddy" (Massimo from The Wedding Planner)...

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