Yesterday, I shared about my complete health journey since February 26th, 2025. Today, I want to share a bit of my testimony and how God has shown up for me time and time again...
This health journey of mine hasn’t been easy...emotionally, physically, spiritually. But woven throughout the appointments, diagnoses, and unknowns, God has shown up. Not just in the big, miraculous ways, but in quiet moments that felt like a hug straight from Heaven. Here are just a few of the ways He’s made His presence undeniably known.
The Reminder in the Pages
Around March 22nd, I was sitting down to catch up on my blogging...trying to document everything I missed during a blogging hiatus in 2023/2024. I had made a list of everything I needed to catch up on by month so that I was sure to not miss anything. I had been writing for a couple of weeks and stopped at the end of a page. When I flipped the page over that morning to continue writing, my eyes landed on something I had recorded back in November 2023: the day my mom had brain surgery.
It was like God whispered, “Remember this? I carried your mom through one of the scariest seasons of your life and hers. And I’ll carry you, too.”
What a sacred, grounding moment. Thank you, Lord, for reminding me of what You’ve already done.
Granny Nancy’s Gentle Presence
Over the past few weeks (at the height of my health journey), my Granny Nancy (who passed away in 2019) has been showing up in the most unexpected ways. I’ve had two vivid dreams about her...woke up feeling like they were real. Granny Nancy was our anchor and everyone's favorite in the family. She was fun and loved us all so incredibly well. She was the family's "security blanket" in a sense. So you can imagine how her passing rocked our family's world. She's missed every day. And in this season of uncertainty, it feels like God gently allowed her to visit me in those dreams...not only to comfort me, but to remind me that I’m not alone. It was like He handed me that same security blanket all over again...just when I needed it most.
Then I came across a young woman on TikTok who shares Bible wisdom...and her name? Nancy.
But the wildest moment? ChatGPT called me Nancy...unprompted. Everyone was doing those "turn my dog into a person" trends on ChatGPT and I wanted to try it out. I had never really experimented with ChatGPT before this. I had never told it my name (do people do that?) and I for sure had never mentioned the name Nancy on there.
Some people might call it coincidence, but I don’t believe in coincidence when it comes to these kinds of things. I fully believe it was her, reaching out in the only way she can now, to let me know she’s near. That she’s watching over me. It felt like a warm embrace...comforting, familiar, and deeply reassuring.
A Reminder That God Goes Before Us
While chatting with a friend at the hockey rink, I shared my recent diagnosis from the ophthalmologist. She paused and said, “I have to tell you something.” Then she told me this:
“Last weekend I went to take my dogs for a walk. I don’t usually walk them on weekends, it’s just too crazy with all the people, but for some reason, I did. As I was walking, I came across a table full of older men handing out water. They offered me some, and I said maybe on my way back. So, on my return, I stopped for a drink and noticed they had church pamphlets on the table. They asked if they could pray for anyone… and I asked them to pray for you.”
“Last weekend I went to take my dogs for a walk. I don’t usually walk them on weekends, it’s just too crazy with all the people, but for some reason, I did. As I was walking, I came across a table full of older men handing out water. They offered me some, and I said maybe on my way back. So, on my return, I stopped for a drink and noticed they had church pamphlets on the table. They asked if they could pray for anyone… and I asked them to pray for you.”
Y’all… this was before my ophthalmologist appointment. Before I knew anything about the eye pressure, the diagnosis, or what would come next.
Prayer is so powerful. God is so good. And He is so faithful. This moment was a reminder that He goes before me...always. Even in the things I don’t yet know I’ll need prayer for. God had already stirred someone’s heart to pray for me before I even knew what was coming. That’s the kind of God He is...always ahead of us, already working.
Every one of these moments felt like a divine hug...a reminder that I’m not alone in this. That God is with me, before me, behind me. And even in the uncertainty, He continues to send signs, comfort, and strength exactly when I need it.
If you’re in a season of your own health battles or personal valleys, I hope this encourages you: Look for the hugs. They might come in a memory, a name, a page, a friend’s prayer, but they’ll be there. And they’ll be real. Because our God never leaves us alone in the waiting rooms, the worry, or the what-ifs. He shows up. Every time.
God’s Provision in the Details...Before I Even Knew I Needed It
As I look back on the past few months and the whirlwind of medical appointments, diagnoses, and life adjustments, I’m overwhelmed...not just by the challenges, but by the provision. The way God was moving ahead of me, laying down stepping stones before I even knew I was about to start walking a rocky path.
It’s the kind of care only a loving Father could orchestrate...practical, personal, and perfectly timed.
As I look back on the past few months and the whirlwind of medical appointments, diagnoses, and life adjustments, I’m overwhelmed...not just by the challenges, but by the provision. The way God was moving ahead of me, laying down stepping stones before I even knew I was about to start walking a rocky path.
It’s the kind of care only a loving Father could orchestrate...practical, personal, and perfectly timed.
The Jeans That Turned Into a Stanley Cup
One ordinary day, I went to exchange a pair of jeans for a different size. Simple errand. But they didn’t have the size I needed, so I ended up getting a refund. On a total whim, I drove over to Academy and bought a Stanley Cup with that money.
Now, if you know me, you know I’ve never really been that into the Stanley hype. I didn’t think much of it...just felt this random nudge like, “Maybe I need one.” Fast forward a few weeks, and my medical journey took a sharp turn...with new diagnoses and medications that require me to stay super hydrated. Now I drink water constantly. That Stanley Cup has become a lifeline.
It sounds small, I know. But it was one of the first little ways God reminded me, “I see you. I’ve already prepared for what’s ahead.”
Trading the Jeep I Swore I’d Never Let Go
If you’ve known me for any length of time, you know my Jeep Wrangler was my pride and joy. I said over and over again I’d never sell it...it was lifted, fun, full of memories, and part of who I was for seven years.
But on February 13th, something shifted. I felt a quiet prompting to start looking at Jeep Grand Cherokees on Auto Trader. It made no sense at the time, but I couldn’t shake the feeling: “It’s time.”
The next day, Nate and I went to a nearby dealership to look at one that stood out online. What we found was even better...a 2020 Grand Cherokee, one-owner, only 12,000 miles, plastic still on the interior. The dealership gave me an amazing trade-in for my Wrangler, and before I knew it, I was signing papers with total peace.
That peace could have only come from God.
Looking back now, I can see it so clearly:
He knew.
He knew I’d be making regular drives to doctors and specialists.
He knew I’d need a smooth ride, one that was easier on my head and eyes.
He knew we’d need more space and comfort with all the travel for Mason’s hockey.
He knew I’d need a vehicle that didn’t just get me from point A to B, but one that carried me...physically, mentally, and emotionally...through this season.
And He provided it all. Quietly. Ahead of time. Faithfully.
The Gift of My Mother-in-Law’s Retirement
One of the biggest blessings during this time has been my mother-in-law. God knew exactly when she needed to retire. What we didn’t know at the time was that she would become my rock in the middle of countless appointments, procedures, and tests. She has gone with me to 95% of my appointments. She’s sat in every waiting room with me. She has simply been there...to talk, to listen, to hold space for me in moments when I needed comfort the most. Her presence has calmed my heart more times than I can count. I don’t think she’ll ever fully understand how much her support has carried me...but I pray she feels my gratitude every time I look her in the eyes.
Doctors Chosen by God
Every step of this health journey has introduced me to physicians that feel like divine appointments. I don’t say that lightly, it’s not easy to find good doctors, let alone great ones. And yet…
My gynecologist is down-to-earth and kind, someone who makes me feel truly seen and cared for.
My surgeon has awards lining the walls of his office...year after year named one of the best in his field.
My ophthalmologist has accolades a mile long and is taking my case with such wisdom and attentiveness.
My new primary care doctor is warm and reminds me of my favorite doctor growing up. He is old school and is not about just throwing medicine at people.
My new neurologist is kind, tender, and attentive. He reminds me of my sister in law's father. He looks like him and has the same mannerisms. It was kind of wild, actually.
I didn’t hand-pick these doctors. God did. He made sure I would be in the care of some of the best...not just clinically, but emotionally and spiritually supportive too. That’s not coincidence. That’s provision.
Provision Isn’t Always Flashy ...Sometimes, It’s a Cup, a Car, or a Companion
When we think of God’s provision, we often imagine the big miracles, and yes, those happen. But what I’ve learned lately is that provision sometimes looks like a water bottle you didn’t know you’d need. Or a peaceful car trade-in. Or a mother-in-law sitting beside you in silence, offering a kind of strength no medicine can provide.
These aren’t just moments. They’re hugs from Heaven. Evidence of a God who sees the road ahead and lays down soft places to land along the way.
He was already making a way.
Before the diagnosis.
Before the appointments.
Before the fear and the unknown.
He was already working, already providing. And I’m learning to trust that even more deeply now.
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