On Holiday

Timothy, the boys and I are at our friends' house on the coast enjoying the beautiful Mediterranean. Actually, it's been raining, but we have been enjoying ourselves. Matjaz and Magdalena live in a small, one bedroom apartment with their two daughters, Zarja and Naza. They're not selfish with the space. We have thoroughly invaded their space and have been loved all the more for it. At least, I hope so.

Thadeus' bump is much smaller as of this morning. We did take him to get x-rays on Monday and they found nothing, but did agree with the EMT that had seen him initially that it was probably a broken blood vessel.

When we arrived here Wednesday afternoon Magdalena told me about a lady named Katja who just found out a few weeks ago she has cancer. She is only 29 and has a husband and three young children. Magdalena, Tatjana and I went to see her in the hospital. Tatjana is her co-worker and said she would go in first and ask the husband if we could come in and pray. He's also been approached with bio-energy and stuff like that and he said he doesn't believe in anything but medicine. It's good he's at least rejected the bio-energy stuff.

Tatjana went into her room and found Katja alone and sleeping. The cancer is all through her body and basically she's been medicated to make the dying process easier. The three of us went in and shut the door. The husband never did show up so we had a great time of prayer there in that room.

Katja came to a couple times, the first to just mumble something and touch Tatjana on the face in acknowledgement. That's when we realized how heavily medicated she was. We started praying that the drugs would wear off just enough that we could talk to her. A minute later she opened her eyes again and Tatjana tried to talk to her about Jesus. Katja told her it was no use because she couldn't hear anymore. So we prayed for her ears to be open.

The third time she roused Magdalena wrote in large letters a note asking if she wanted to accept Jesus in her heart. She didn't understand and Magdalena wrote out a five word sinners' prayer. Katja read it once to herself and then understanding came. Her eyes opened wide and she said the prayer as loud as she could.

The rest of the short time we had with her she was all smiles, but still very groggy. She hadn't smiled in days. We were also able to talk right into her ear and her be able to hear us. She told us she was tired and asked if we could go.

Now, I've decided that God has to heal her or no one but us will know of her salvation. While it's encouraging for us, her husband and children need to know. At this point it doesn't sound like her husband would believe us if we told him.

Timothy and I wanted to go shopping in Italy and also drive down to Pula, Croatia to see the big amphitheater, but with the rain it's been impossible. Tomorrow is our last day here so I guess we have excuses to come back. Well, the shopping we did get done here because the local stores were having some good deals. I'm sure I can find something I need though... :)