One day as I was in Italy on a vacation mom went for a simple test that had nothing to do with her lungs and, the DR. told us that she had something in her right lung and needed to have a biopsy.
I was not a Christian at that time and already 42 years old still Stripping in clubs.
My father became a man that became obsessed with good reasons searching for a way to keep her alive, a DR. someone to give him, us, hope. Italy has a Social health care and after tests, they told us she had 3 to 6 months to live. NO WAY. We did not know then but God was in Control already and was calling us to realize it. After a month or so of researchers, dad found a friend that was the administrator of one of the top 3 cancer Private Hospital in Europe.Now we needed a Miracle. Let’s go back a minute to that day, one of those of tears and desperation. I found myself in such pain that I cried out to the Lord. Father, please, if you save her life I will change my lifestyle Dad’ friend that loved my mom and knew them in the years when they were having a good time with my father’s Jazz Band.Well,
Dad receives a call to go to the hospital where nobody knew that wasGod, my parent’s friend found a way for my mom to have permission to be admitted to the hospital. Glory to God, the best hospital in Italy located in Milan. Mom was only 69 years old then and quit smoking, the day before she was told she had Cancer, She was now in the hands of the second best Surgeon in the best Hospital. Why we could not see the hand of God then, I do not know.
As God was working in the background, the DR. I remember his name. DR. Spaggiari,
gave a look to my father and I and told us clearly that it would be just about a miracle to save my mamma but, he would try. About that time, my boyfriend, husband now, Toby, had Churches praying for her life everywhere in the part of Florida we lived at that time, in the Tampa area. Well, let’s go back to Italy where hope was low and the pain was what the 3 of us held together and I prayed to the Lord for her life.
My father is not a believer, YET, so I was far from my new home, the U.S. and lonely for the comfort of the one I loved, my husband. We spoke often and he also started to pray for her.
The day of Surgery came and, as the DR, with his scrubs on. was getting ready to walk in the Surgery room, my desperate father asked the dr what chances my mother had.
I will never forget his answer. He told my father and me,:”it is in God’s Hands:”For some reason, deep inside I felt more hope. DR Spaggiari was a believer.
After hours of walking back and forth, no place to sit down, not even thinking of getting a coffee or anything just in case the DR> would come out of Surgery. So, my father and I talked, cried but mostly just waited in silence.
Suddenly the doors to the Surgery room opened and the doctor pulling off his Surgical Cap, turned his head, smiled and said that the Surgery went well and they were able to remove her right lung Now the time of waiting started…
see you again soon
I recommend this Scholar and teacher of the Word, DR. Chuck Missler to all that want to dig deeper in all areas of the Bible, including History and Science. I love this teacher, he helped me and my husband. We were on the skeptical side a little and He, Chuck Missler taught us a lot. Verse by Verse. Forgive my vocabulary but as I did write down before, my first language is Italian!