The Power Of Prayer

Good morning! 

I live in Tulsa.  The home of Oral Roberts University.  Home to The Healing Hands, the world’s largest praying hands. They are 60 feet high and weigh 30 tons. They are the largest bronze sculpture in the world. 

Most of us that live in Tulsa think nothing about having the world’s largest praying hands in our backyard. Until recently.

Fast forward to Tuesday.                                I had my routine eye doctor appointment. I have glaucoma so I visit my eye doctor every three months. I was told that my eye pressures were elevated, and I would need to undertake the surgery I had been prepared for since May . High IOP (intraocular pressure) is not new news to me. I have been battling it for some time.  I am constantly having my eye drop dosage or medication changed to lower my pressures. My pressures are no longer being controlled by my eye drops. Or at least not satisfactory for the continued health of my optic nerve. Surgery is no longer optional. The odd part about glaucoma is you have no idea you have it. There are no symptoms. You just can go blind if left untreated.  πŸ˜¦ Needless to say, I’m all about treating it. 

I’ve already undergone three prior eye surgeries to both eyes in my lifetime, RK, SLT, and cataract surgery. This should be no different. But this time I find myself a little concerned. This time it involves a more invasive procedure. In a city that is not my home. By a doctor I’ve not yet met. Stents will be implanted into each eye to allow the fluid in my eyes to drain properly through the trabecular meshwork which drains my eyes.

An appointment was made by my own ophthalmologist with the best glaucoma specialist in the state, Dr. Steven Sarkisian with The Dean McGee Eye Institute. I’m being sent to the best. My two past surgeons are in agreement that this is my best option. 

Now all I can do is trust. Trust in the wisdom and skill of my new doctor. But more importantly,  trust in God. 

I believe in the power of prayer. Therefore I reached out to all my Facebook friends asking for prayer. To calm my fears. I have to tell you, I was so touched by the outpouring of love! Of support! Of prayer! To all my prayer warriors out there, thank you! You have given me peace. β™‘

Let’s all never cease joining our hearts and our hands in prayer. Privately or corporately.  It’s free and it’s effective. It’s Gods gift to man. It’s how we communicate. There is power in prayer. And let’s never stop asking if we need it. 

The Healing Hands sitting on the campus of Oral Roberts University may be the world’s largest, but I can assure you, my Facebook friends putting their hands together in prayer for my upcoming surgery had that statue beat. Hands down! 

Thank you my friends!!! β™‘ I have to get my pressures down before they will do the surgeries. Here goes another new round of drops. Twice a day. Then I’m off to OKC on the 27th for my consult. And I bet you can’t guess who’ll be traveling along side of me as my co-pilot?             You guessed it? My God! And a heart full of peace from your prayers! β™‘ 

 I will walk by faith even when I cannot see.                                                                       2 Corinthians 5:7

Love and laughter, 



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