himself. WOW!!! You mean to tell me that the tests and trials we go through are because of what the Lord has called us to do? The answer to that question is unequivocally YES!!!! Romans 8:28 reminds us that all things work together for the good of those who love the Lord and to those who are called according to his purpose. ALL means ALL, no matter what language you speak it in. So here we are as a Body of Believers, making the declaration that we are going to be FAITHFULL! That meant that we would be faithful to the Lord, to what He has called us to do individually and collectively, and full of faith as we do it. We expected that the enemy would try and distract us, but we had listed out an arsenal of scriptures to use against the enemy of our soul. We decided that we would do just as Jesus did in Luke 4. Every attempt the devil made, Jesus reminded him of what was written, and he stood on what the Father said. It was through His faith in what His Father said that He was able to defeat the devil in the wilderness and we can do the same if we follow His blueprint. As a Body, and even individually, we were doing well until one day as I was assisting our cleaning crew at one of the theaters we contract with. The crew was short staffed, so I went in to be helpful. I was returning items to the janitor’s closet and didn’t notice the floor was still wet. I promise I looked just like Fred Flintstone when he would use his feet to make his car go. There was nothing to grab on to and I fell face down on the ceramic tile and it knocked the wind out of me. I was panicking because I couldn’t breathe and didn’t have enough wind to get up or to call for help. I finally calmed down enough and was able to catch my breath and get myself off the floor. I finished storing the items in the closet and went home pretty sore. Two days later, my chest was still hurting from the fall. I had been taking ibuprofen, but it wasn’t relieving the pain. My concern was that I had broken something when I fell. I went into the restroom to see if there was any bruising but didn’t see anything. I put my hand on my chest and could feel something about the size of a small pea. I checked the other side but didn’t feel it on the opposite side. I asked my husband if he could feel it and he said, yes, but to call the Dr and just have them to look at it. I made an appointment, and they were able to get me in right away for a mammogram. The morning of the mammogram, I remember praying and decreeing several scriptures. I was believing the Lord for a good report from the mammogram. I walked in with a confidence knowing that God has my back, and this was simply a result of the impact from the fall. The tech asked if I had noticed any difference in my breast since the last mammogram. I shared what had brought me in and asked if she could feel it. She was 17
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