Back some years ago, my wife Teresa was working at making a quick supper.  She got some packaged burritos from the freezer.  She separated some from the frozen clump of burrito. Two of them were stuck together pretty good, so she got out a large knife from the drawer, and holding the two in her hand, she began sawing away at the frozen burritos.  Suddenly, without notice, the knife cut through the burritos, into her hand, between the thumb and forefinger, then on in to the bone. I was in the den, and I heard her calleding frantically, so I rushed to the kitched where she stood, with blood everywhere. I washed her hand, took some old rags, and wrapped her hand tightly, then curled her fingers around the rags in her palm, and told her to hold it tight, and not let go. We jumped in to the car, and took off for the hospital.  This was the fun part; because in Arkansas we can put on our flashers, and drive well over the speed limit....   as long as there's an emergency, so down the highway we go, 70-75 in some places, and on into the Hospital. Sitting in the emergency room, the doctor cleaned, poked, prodded, pulled, and pushed.  I watched closely during all this, and saw deep in the cut, a bluish/gray cylindrical thing.  When the doctor pulled it apart, the bluish/gray thing pulled apart. When he pushed it together, the bluish/gray thing went together.  I asked the doctor what that thing was, and he said, "It's a tendon."  When I asked if she'd cut clean through the tendon, he said that she did indeed. He sowed her up with a temporary stitch, and told her that she would have to see the surgeon, because of the damage that's there. At the surgeon's office, He didn't removed the stiches, but rather just looked at it, and asked her questions about it, and said that he was going to just leave it as is, because there's nothing wrong. I told him that the tendon was severed and he needed to look inside.  But the doctor told her to point and curl, point and curl, the finger, which she'd done. Then he told her to point and move the finger side to side, which she'd done.  Again, he said it's fine or she wouldn't be able to do those things. Getting a bit irritated, I told him that the tendond was indeed severed, and I'd explained what I'd noticed.  He brushed my words aside, and said that she was ok, and she was to return in two weeks for a check up. Two weeks later, we returned to the doctor's office where she'd explained that she was having numbness and tingling up the index finger.  He informed us that she surely had cut a nerve, which would need immediate repair.  He called to arrange the operation. After the operation, the doctor called for me to go to the little room where they tell you how things are.  There he'd explained about the operation. He said that there was no severed nerve, but while he was in there, I found a tendon which was cut in two. I FELT like telling him, "I TOLD YOU THAT IN YOUR OFFICE!! But I kept quiet and kept peace, because I noticed God's power at work. How? There was a tendon cut through, which the doctor didn't recognize, and that would have caused plenty of future problems for my wife. But God made symptoms the doctor HAD to recognize.  numbness and tingling.... which said something very wrong was there.  That something was nerve damage. Looking for the nerve damage, the doctor found none other than the severed tendon I'd told him about. God is so good in getting things done for His children.  Making definite symptoms that MADE the doctor to go in and fix what was really wrong in the first place. I think God for the numbness and tingling my wife experienced.  Without that, she'd be likely to still have problems, but instead, she's been fine ever since. Praise be to Jehovah Rapha...   God my Healer. Our Mission     Our Vision     Tenets of Faith From Us     The Pastor     Contact Us