I was tested for HIV today.
It is a normal thing, really. It happens every year, as a part of the Army’s program to provide medical care to Soldiers.
It is really a pain to do.
Not physically—maybe a little, I hate needles—but just the fact that I have to stop what I’m doing and go by the clinic and get lab work done.
I’m too busy and, frankly, I don’t have a risky lifestyle. So why should I get it done? I know, I know—it must be done by every Soldier. And it is a good idea, because you never know.
I began a new week in my prayer guide from Samaritan’s Purse on Sunday.
This week, the feature story was on the Samaritan’s Purse work in Honduras, where they provide a HIV/AIDS testing program in Tegucigalpa.
People go there to get tested.
The threat is very real.
I prayed with a new thankfulness for the medical care available in the Army and the United States. Something that I not only take for granted, but grumble about, is a necessity in remote places around the world.
I made a commitment to go and get my test…and pray for the clinic in Honduras.
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If you want to find more information about the HIV/AIDS testing program, go to samaritanspurse.org