“5 promises to remember when tragedy strikes”


I think that it is so important for us to memorize scriptures and especially the promises given to us from God. You never know when some kind of tragedy will strike and you need the weapon of biblical scriptures to speak over yourself and others in those moments.

 God whispers those promises to us, we need only to listen. 

I have recently had four surgeries in one year. Yes, you read that correctly, four and two of which were emergency surgeries. I am otherwise very healthy, I eat clean and I work out every single day, and I am only 33 -years old. But things happen that are out of our control and let me tell you, all of this was completely out of my control. 

April 1, 2016, I had a partial hysterectomy due to having a uterine polyp,  uterine tumorsevere endometriosis and suffered many years with PCOS (POLY-CYSTIC OVARIAN SYNDROME)

By partial hysterectomy, I mean that everything was removed except for my ovaries. I had everything removed laparoscopically, also known as LAVH (Laparoscopic Assisted Vaginal Hysterectomy)

I wanted to keep my ovaries for two important reasons.

1-I am only 33-years old and ovaries give you your “sex hormones”,  estrogen and progesterone.  NEED I SAY MORE???

2-I have a family history of breast cancer and the thought of having to take any kind of hormone pill scared the daylights out of me.

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After surgery, everything went great! This is me in the picture above, all smiles 🙂 I went home after spending the night in the hospital. Other than being very swollen with “swelly belly” and being slightly sore, I thought this may be a piece of cake.

For the first two weeks after surgery, I slept a whole lot and honestly had no motivation to do anything else. I physically looked about 6 months pregnant and mentally I was frustrated because I am not used to laying around not doing much. I did have a whole army of people helping me including my husband, kids, family, friends, and church family. They were all a God send, for real! I followed every rule to a tee and made sure that I did not over do it. 

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All I really wanted to do is nap all the time. My energy level was a big fat zero!! Everything was going smoothly until April 19, 2016. 

That day started out well, my Mom picked up my kids for school and I went straight back to bed after they had left. My dog and I woke up a few hours later and binged watched “The Walking Dead.” It soon became time to pick up my kids from school and I had felt so well that day that I decided to venture out and get them myself. My dog, Zelda, tagged along as she always did and off we went.

Picking up my kiddos went rather smoothly and it felt amazing to feel the sun beaming on my face through my sun roof and to feel the warm breeze from the wind in my hair. I felt good…really good.


Once I had returned home I immediately went to the restroom because I had held my pee due to being in a very long car line at my kid’s school. To make things very clear, what I am about share may be TMI for some. I will try to spare you the gory details, but to make a long story short, I thought my sensation was caused by me feeling as if I had to pee, but in all actuality, I was hemorrhaging blood and so much so it looked like a murder scene in my bathroom. I immediately screamed for my daughter to find my phone with panic in my voice she knew something was not right with me behind those closed doors.

I frantically called my doctor, my husband, my sister and my mom all in a matter of a few short minutes. I started crying out to God after getting off the phone. I was terrified in this moment and as tears streamed down my face, God spoke so clearly to me. “Keisha, I will never leave you or forsake you, I am here with you now.” (Hebrews 13:5)

A tranquil spirit rushed over me, once again God promised me that I was not alone.

Yes, this was a very traumatic event and I was filled with fear but God was right there in that bathroom with me. He had wrapped his loving arms around me and he was not going to leave me.

I was rushed to the hospital to find that my surgical sutures had broken apart from my vaginal cuff internally along with being pushed out by a blood clot the size of a small basketball. I am not exaggerating on the size. The blood clot actually fell out of me as I was walking and landed at my doctor’s feet before I was examined. It was shocking, to say the least. Every nurse in the hallway gasps with air at the sight of it all.

Fear tried to rear it’s ugly head again and God just kept speaking to me. “Keisha, I have plans for you and those plans are not to harm you.” “You have a future.” (Jeremiah 29:11) I tried my best to focus on everything he was saying. But honestly, I was scared.

 I ended up having emergency surgery for a “vaginal cuff repair” and my doctor assured me over and over that he had never seen anything like this before. It seemed that I was always having something bizarre happen to me and I truly did not know just how special I was that everything that happened to me always had to be so rare. 

These two surgeries put me being down for 12 weeks. It was rough and a long journey to say the least, but God got me through.

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The third surgery was from having a tumor on my right wrist located on my dominate hand. The tumor had caused me to lose function in my hand altogether. My hand would stay numb and I had excruciating pain coursing through my thumb, middle finger leading all the way up to my shoulder. It was terribly frustrating and caused me so much mental distress. I would wake up not knowing if my hand would function that day or not. So off to surgery I went on February 6, 2017.

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I had to wear a cast for 6 weeks because the tumor was deeper than expected and my skin had to be pulled tighter to cover the hole that was left from digging the tumor out. I had to teach myself to do everything with my left hand and this was very challenging for me. My mind was flooded with negative thoughts that I would never gain back full function in my right hand.

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It seemed as if once again I had reached another setback. Frustration was my new best friend. It was difficult doing everything one handed and always having to ask for help. Truthfully I know that these events are minor to some, but during these times I felt as if I was beaten down. It was one thing after another and I was emotionally and physically tired of it all.


“Keisha, I am fighting for you, you only need to be still.” (Exodus 14:14)

I needed to take this time to rest. I needed to focus myself on the positives. I needed to stop and let God do the work..

March 3, 2017, I ended up in the hospital ER once again.  I had woken up that morning not feeling well and thought that I might have had an ovarian cyst that had ruptured. I could not walk, the agonizing pain was sharp and made me extremely nauseous. The pain was unreal and I could barely think straight. After trying everything in my power to get dressed, I called my sister and asked her to take me to the nearest urgent care.


The nurse practitioner basically told me that there was nothing that she could do for me and I was to come home, lay down with a heating pad and take an Advil. Best advice…said no one ever!

I ended up in the ER a few hours later sicker than a dog experiencing the most agonizing pain in the world. So bad in fact I was passing out every few minutes due to the pain. The ER  wasn’t any more help. I was sent home with pain meds and no answers to solve my problem. 

I followed up that Monday with my OB/GYN who in fact confirmed I had a very large cyst that had ruptured in my left ovary called a hemorrhagic ovarian cyst. I had blood and fluid in my pelvis but this cyst was tricky. The cyst actually caused a blood clot in my right ovary along with another large ovarian cyst. It had somehow dissolved itself into my other ovary causing more problems. It was as I had a ticking time bomb inside of me. It could rupture at any given moment. I had strict orders to immediately get to my OB doctor if I had any signs of pain.

March 16, 2017, After being rushed once more to an ER, poked, paraded and tested, I was diagnosed with Ovarian torsion. Ovarian torsion, which means my ovaries had twisted themselves, causing my blood supply to be cut off. To say this was painful is an understatement. I would have 10 more C-sections compared to having this pain again and that is no joke!


Once more on March 17, 2017, I was taken back by the very nice surgical staff that all knew me by name. Lots of friendly staff just high fived me and assured me that this time should be the last time that I need to see an OR for a while. I lost both ovaries that day, completely my hysterectomy.

Several felt sorry for me, heck I felt sorry for me. Even though I may be Irish, I did not have the luck of the Irish on my side, or so it had seemed.

But who needed luck, when I had God?!

God spoke to me as I was being wheeled down that ole’ familiar hallway…

“Keisha, remove all of your fear, I am here with you, do not grow weary, I will be your strength.” (Isaiah 41:10)

“Keisha, nothing will prosper against you….no evil…trust in me….” (Isaiah 54:17)


1.  HEBREWS 13:5-Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you.”

2. JEREMIAH 29:11-For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.

3. EXODUS 14:14The LORD will fight for you; you need only to be still.”

4. ISAIAH 41:10-So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.

5. ISAIAH 54:17-no weapon forged against you will prevail, and you will refute every tongue that accuses you. This is the heritage of the servants of the LORD, and this is their vindication from me,” declares the LORD.

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As you can see, I am healthy and happy and I made it through each of these tragic events with God on my side. When I felt every emotion possible, God knew exactly what to whisper to me in that dark place and he knows exactly what you need as well.


Be Blessed!





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8 thoughts on ““5 promises to remember when tragedy strikes””

  1. I am so sorry for all that you had to go through. Thank you so much for sharing your story. You have really encouraged my heart.
    Clinging to His promises!

    1. Thank you so very much for reading!! God is good, even when we can not see him working 🙂 Be blessed!

  2. Wow! I had tears in my eyes as I read, just imagining your agony and fear! So thankful you are able and willing to tell your story!

    1. Thank you so much for reading and for the kind words. It has been a rough road, but God has shown me so much clarity through this journey. Be blessed!

  3. Oh my gosh! Your story is so similar to mine, minus the hand surgery. I had a hysterectomy for the same reasons as you; then my ovary removed for the same reason. I recovered quickly from the hysterectomy, but the ovarian torsion was so painful! That surgery took me longer to recover. Aren’t we so blessed that the Lord is right there beside us every step of the way? We serve a God who loves us so much and never leaves us. Exodus 14:14 has been one of “my” verses this past six months. Thank you for sharing your testimony.

    1. WOW!!!! I have never met anyone else that had the exact same thing happen to them! Thanks for reading and sharing your situation as well.

  4. Thanks for sharing. I had a major surgery last year and saw the personal touch of the Lord. It was a defining moment that helped me understand his deep love for me.

    1. Thanks so much for reading!! Isn’t God good? Even when we can not see him working, he is always there 🙂

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