The story of MRI records under our bed

by Crystal Paine

I had a dream last night about being somewhere and two women were dishonoring their husbands. I'm usually not so forward, but in my dream, I quickly whisked these two ladies aside and promptly explained to them in no uncertain terms how debilitating it is to their husbands to publically dishonor him.

I woke up and was going about my morning routine of first thing making the bed. While doing so, I spied a large envelope of MRI records under our bed. I know most people don't keep MRI records under their beds -- most people don't even have MRI records, especially not years' worth of them. But, we do.

These records under our bed tell a story. A story of God's grace and healing to a little boy. My thoughts flashed back to many years ago...

A little boy was born prematurely at 27-weeks-old and God spared his life. His parents were divorced when he was three. He spent the next few years of his life going back and forth between two homes. When he was 8, his mother was diagnosed with cancer. Only a little while later, he began experiencing severe headaches. He endured many months of suffering before the doctors finally realized he had a brain tumor. Only days after his first surgery, his mother died. His tumor returned the next year and he survived yet another major surgery. I remember, as young girl, praying and pleading with God to protect and spare this boy's life. There were times when there didn't seem to be a lot of hope. But, God was mercifu.

Today that little boy is my husband and the father of my daughter.

Yes, those MRI records do tell a story, a story I never want to forget. My husband has been through so much in his lifetime. He is a living miracle. Yet, how often I take him for granted. Like those two ladies in my dream, I have been guilty of using my words and my attitudes to tear him down and hurt him. Oh that I would remember more often how blessed I am! Many young women aren't married who would love to be, many wives have lost their husbands. Life is too short to focus on short-comings, to nag, to bicker, to pester, to criticize. There may not be a tomorrow. For today, I want to never forget the story of those MRI records under our bed.

Crystal Paine is a 24-year-old homeschool graduate from Topeka, Kansas. She is the blessed wife of Jesse and joyful mother of Kathrynne. Visit her site, Biblical Womanhood, for books, articles, encouragement, and inspiration!

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