My experience with twelve needles, 3 weeks ago, was one of the most painful I have ever been subjected to. Yes, twelve needles shot from something like a gun in a procedure called biopsy.
Each needle removes a tiny piece of tissue that will eventually be examined for cancer. Since you are awake and fully alert, you take in the shots one by one as pain runs up your spine and through every nerve. After the full count of 12, you go to the bathroom and realize how much blood is coming out. I really think there should be an easier and less painful way to determine whether or not there is cancer in one’s prostate!
Well, I thank God that when I went for the results two weeks later, the verdict was: “Good news; no trace of cancer!” Honestly, I didn’t know how to respond because I was still reliving the needle-gun experience that almost landed me in the ER. I must admit, however, that I am so thankful to God for protecting me from what could have been a very serious operation. And certainly we are VERY thankful for the “no cancer” diagnosis.
Ephesians 5:20 exhorts: “In everything give thanks.” I guess the walk of faith does not necessarily mean things will be easy. Heroes of faith in Hebrews 11:36-38 apparently had experiences much more trying and painful than my “twelve needles.”
So, YES, I thank Him – for each one!