GRANNY NANCY

Yes I have. Six years ago after being injured in a care wreck, I was laid up in a nursing home to recover. The food, pain and rehabilitation was awful hard to endure. My room mate was hard of hearing, and I am deaf, so I had no one to talk to, and she answered the phone every time it rang, so I could not make a phone call, for she thought it was was for her. She cried, rang for the nurse or was constantly having personal problems and there was little I could do to help her. My bed was extremely uncomfortable, I could not call anyone for help or get out of bed. There was no one who understood my needs, my deafness, or how to make me able to read their lips by speaking distinctly to my face. I had no choices, no one to help me understand the rules, my rehabilitation, how to get a doctor or nurse or someone who could contact a friend to help me. My comfortable home, life style, etc were like a dream...and I was in a foreign country with no language skills to communicate my needs...much less my desires. The loss of my freedoms in my own home and loss of control of even a TV show to watch ( there was only one TV ) made my whole existence very narrow, painful in many ways, with no privacy at all....so YES... I called on the Lord constantly for help, patience, understanding, strength to endure, and for healing. The time went through Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years, My birthday, My son's birthday, Valentine's day almost to Easter....all the special holidays of that year and it was almost as if I did not exist in the world, for no family was near by, and few friends felt welcome in a tiny space with no chair in middle of two deaf persons...one of them being noisy most of the time. The Lord provide ONE friend who came regularly...and he was God's gift to my sanity during that very long trial. Also God gave me the patience to try to help and protect my deafened roommate who was also senile.and not being treated too well. He also gave me a new friend during that time who was a blessing after I went back home.The whole experience was a trial, test of my faith, and God used it to cause me to grow spiritually stronger, in wisdom, understanding, patience, love, kindness, perseverance...all the fruits of His Holy Spirit. It was not over when I returned home, but at least I had a comfortable bed to sleep in....smile...PTL I surely learned appreciation for my many blessings too...smile.

Food is a personal taste to me now....for my health, and not a "religion" type of choice, but in Daniel's position it was to him an act of obedience to his 'religious' beliefs . He was not trying to be "politically correct", or rude to the King...so it was a delicate place to be. Diplomacy was needed and he managed it successfully. I have a friend who is rigid in her "beliefs" about what to eat and what not to eat due to her religious beliefs that is so extreme I do not ever offer food to her...unless it is something I KNOW she accepts....Daniel's tests started off fairly simple and got worse as time went on, so only God could handle them unto victory, which He did...because of Daniel's great faithfulness in obeying God.

HI just joined haven't received first lesson yet my name is Nancy I am a mother of 5 boys, 12 grandchildren and6 greatgrandchildren, I live in the US. Hope to grow in God