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Trust has been the name of the game in my life for the past couple months. It began in November when a misguided pediatrician diagnosed my daughter with having a deadly blood infection. For an entire 36 hours my trust in the lord was tested like never before. I was only able to be a spectator, having no control of the situation yet to pray and speak words of healing over my beautiful Sophia. I am a control person my nature, although I have gotten much better at letting go and letting God, it took a tremendous amount of trust to leave it all in his hands and know that he was in control. 36 hours after that diagnosis, her blood results came back negative and when another doctor saw her she determined that she had tonsillitis, not a deadly blood infection (the first doctor forgot to check her throat). I was incredibly relieved, after the initial anger subsided of the terrible mistake the doctor had made and how it had affected our entire family, I was speaking with God in the shower and it hit me. God was testing my faith and my trust in him. Reminiscing on the past 48 hours events it all made sense and it was so clear how it all was orchestrated in a fashion only God could. I think I faired pretty good on the first test, yet now God is testing my trust in him again. This time it is with my own health and this time I know what is on the test before going into it yet I don't know all the answers. I do know alot of things though, I know that God will never abandon me, I know that he is in control, I know that he only wants the best for me and I know that I am healed by the stripes of his son Jesus. This knowledge from his word is what is keeping me going. It's all I've got and I will take it and hopefully when this test is over I will have fared well and kept my trust and sight on him always.