Mr. Pain is a gentleman. He doesn&#39;t wake me, he stands respectfully beside my bed, his glowing steel fingers politely tucked beneath cactus spine arms. He waits &#39;til I&#39;m awake, &#39;til I know that I&#39;m not in my dream but in this bed. He watches my eyes, listens for my breath and he reaches for my face to begin his grim undertaking. Mr. Pain is head technician in his raw neural laboratory. He welcomes me back from the night.

My joy during the summer months in North Carolina.

Hummingbird

&nbsp;&quot;My Times are in Your Hands&quot; Psalm 31: 15a<br />
Dedicated to Dr. Armand Lucas, M.D., Dr. Joseph Crowe, M.D. and Dr. Vinit Makkar, M.D. Forever Grateful<br />
Eve Francis (Inspired by God 3/09/05)<br />
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&quot;The Hands of God&quot; Tree greeted me each day, as I turned off of a highway exit en route to work. It was during the winter months that I saw God&#39;s Hands in the tree. The fallen, autumn leaves gave way to the accentuated presence of God&#39;s Hands, represented in the outstretched bare branches. My heart swelled every time I turned that corner, knowing that God had placed this gift there to remind me of Psalm 31: 15a- &quot;My times are in Your Hands!&quot; This scripture held true for my almighty God, Father, Lord and Savior, as well as all three of my doctors. Each time I passed this winter tree, I saw myself in the center of the silhouette hands of God, being held by Him all the while being reassured that He was in control. I was honored to be alive and credited God and my doctors for having survived two bouts of breast cancer TWICE in just 15 months. (I was 46 when I was first diagnosed in October of 2003 and 47 when my breast cancer returned in January of 2005. God&#39;s Will &amp; Plan for me in addition to a brilliant team of doctors brought me through a marathon journey of three Zolodex implants to shut down the estrogen, Tamoxifen regimen, radiation, oophorectomy, 11-hour surgery for tram-flap reconstruction, four rounds of chemotherapy and two revision surgeries (&quot;dog-ear&quot; remedy and liposuction to equalize the breasts). My husband and I were married BETWEEN my thirs and fourth chemotherapy. THE KIKER: Just TWO WEEKS after I had delivered these gifts to my doctors, the TREE WAS BULDOZED in order to clear that parcel of land for the Ahuja Medical Center. This confirmed what I already knew...that God had placed that specific tree on that particular corner, preserved the tree&#39;s existence and scriptural shape until AFTER I had my surgery, so that I could glorify Him and honor my doctors with eternal gratitude!!&nbsp;

Mr. Pain

By Lynn Hoffman

September 15th, 2016

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