So last Monday I got a shot to get tested to see if I have tuberculosis. Now 2 years ago when I had gotten it and nothing happened. This time the bottom half of my arm became itchy and a little swollen around where I had gotten the shot. On Wednesday I went to the nurse to see if the results where positive or negative. (Now my roommate had gotten it taken the same time and she just had a little bruise the size of a baby’s fingernail.) I was pretty nervous. The nurse had a funny reaction once she saw my arm and said, “I’ve never seen this before.” The immediate response in my head was, “CRAP! I have TB and now I can’t be a teacher! What am I going to do?!” (Granted, I thought the worst scenario but I was worried!) I even cried a little because I had no idea what TB was. So I went to a doctor the next day and he said that he doesn’t see that kind of reaction too often. He scheduled me for a chest x-ray just to make sure I was all clear and had no TB. On Thursday morning I got the chest x-ray bright and early, waited all day for a call from the doctor…no call. Called them in the morning and left my number…still no call…. until about 2:30 in the middle of a class. I was so relieved of the news that I had gotten: no TB, it was just an allergic reaction.
Needless to say that the day after I had gotten the TB shot, I read Psalm 34:1-4:
“I will bless the LORD at all times; his praise shall continually be in my mouth. My soul makes its boast in the LORD; let the humble hear and be glad. Oh, magnify the LORD with me, and let us exalt his name together! I sought the LORD, and he answered me and delivered me from all my fears.”
The day that I got the news that I might have TB I went back and read this chapter over again and it hit me- God is still with me through my trials and I need to praise him no matter the outcome. I sighed a big sigh of relief and prayed that God would give me comfort in the next few days as I was awaiting the results. Lastly, he delivered me from my fears. I didn’t have a fear that I would have TB or that I would have to take pills for the next 9 months to make sure that it didn’t become active while I was alive, I had the belief that I can handle all things through Christ who gives me strength. Even if I had TB, I would still praise God because it is just one more reason to.