While browsing through some old writings this morning, I ran on to this which was written in April, 2001. My note said it happened about “two or three months ago.”
“I have had a mole on my left check for a long time. I noticed that it was looking “peculiar.” Since some friends had been having trouble with skin cancers and since I had read that one should watch for changes in moles as a warning sign, I considered what to do about it. I stood before the mirror looking at it. I said something like this, “I won’t do anything. If it will do harm, Jesus will take care of it; if it is not harmful, then I don’t need to do anything.” About a week or two later I saw that it appeared smaller. I wanted some confirmation about it, so I pointed it out to Krissy (my granddaughter) and to Georgie (a coworker). I told them to notice it and I would tell them about it later. A few days later, Georgia asked me if I was ready to tell her yet; there was just a bit left. I felt it and the remainder came off slick as a whistle. It left a spot that looked like a freckle for a day or two, but soon I couldn’t point it out from the other freckles, mars, and such blotches! :D”
Was it a harmful mole and Jesus removed it? Or was it just an amazing coincidence of timing? Either way, I say, “Thanks, Lord.”
An added incident. Last year I had a skin cancer on my arm. I had it removed by a surgeon. Malignancy was questionable but he got it all out. I thank God for that healing also.