But even the very hairs of your head are all numbered.Fear not therefore: ye are of more value than many sparrows. Luke 12:7 

          I was sitting at home watching TV when my VA PA called me. I had just undergone a CT-scan of my lower abdomen to check my kidneys, gall bladder and other organs at the VA hospital in Salt Lake City.  

          “Hey Walter, how are you?” I asked. 

          “I’m okay Mario. Are you sitting down?” 

          “Yes, what’s up?” Suddenly my stomach felt like I was in an elevator and just dropped a dozen floors. Bonny was sitting beside me and she looked at me with a quizzical look on her face. 

          “You have an aneurysm on your right common iliac. That’s the artery below your belly button on the right side. The hospital wants you to come down for another CT as soon as you can make it.” 

          My heart sank. It was bad enough that I had gone through two knee replacements in just that past year and now they were talking something really serious!  

          When my dad’s aneurysm was discovered in the middle of a CT it was so serious that many white coats came running into the room to talk with him. His was on the right side as well, but it was on the femoral artery and (having seen a copy of the scan) it looked like a ball of twine about the size of a baseball. 

          Some doctors just say it right out and my father’s heart doctor was no exception.  

          “Mr. Smith, you have a hand grenade in your chest and someone’s pulled the pin.” 

          Although mine was a little different, it was still a huge issue! So, I made the trip down to Salt Lake, had another CT done and they discovered that the aneurysm was getting larger so they scheduled surgery. 

          This surgery was the first time Bonny was unable to be with me and neither of us felt good about it. I went down and the next morning the surgeon placed a stent in my artery. 

          Later that day Bonny called the room (ICU) and as we were talking, the machine that was hooked up to me (monitoring my vitals and an EKG for my heart) suddenly the warning sounds started and the lights were flashing off and on! 

          My nurse came over, quickly, and said, “Well, you don’t look dead!” and I said, “I don’t feel dead!” then I told Bonny, “Honey, I’ll call you back.” It seems that I had developed an arrhythmia and the KG line instead of looking like pyramids, looked like valleys. 

          Impressive. My doctor came in and was disappointed because it stopped looking like valleys and showed a “normal” sinus rhythm. The RN told her to wait a minute, it would be back and indeed a couple minutes later the lights and warning sounds were going off and the surgeon got excited. 

          “Quick!!! Get a print out of this!” 

          “Fear not!” was not a suggestion from our Lord, it was a command. When we are faced with life issues that seem to overwhelm us, “Fear not!” God knows what you are going through and because Jesus went through everything we can imagine, the Father and the Son both say, “Fear not!” 

          “What have I to dread? What have I to fear, leaning on the everlasting arms?”