Rev. Mark Wood

Rev. Mark Wood
Rev. Mark Wood

Rev. Mark Wood has a big heart...and it was in trouble. He pushed through chest pain and numbness during the busy Easter weekend at church. But when he went to Wake Forest Baptist Medical Center for a simple heart catheter a few days later, he ended up in a bed, scheduled for triple bypass surgery. “I was worried about my family,” he explained. “I prayed, Lord, if you decide to take me home, take care of them. The Lord spoke to me, Look, haven’t I taken care of you? I will take care of them. So, I laid that down. I trusted that if I woke up here, I’d be OK, and if I woke up there, I’d be OK. I woke up here. Now, every day is a new, fresh day. Something like this really changes your outlook on life.”

But, a change for the worse was the financial stress. It had been a year of high medical and college tuition bills for the family. “I’m a worrywort,” he said. “It’s hard to get better when you’re worried about the other stuff. When I got the first medical bill, I just laughed and thought, oh my. Those were anxious times.” Then he received the letter saying his hospital bill was paid by the Mother’s Day Offering. “It was just, wow! It’s moving to realize there are people who have no clue who we are and are willing to give money to help in a time of need. I’m blessed by God way more than I deserve, and blessed by NC Baptists who give to this offering.”

Rev. Wood is a man who is happiest in service to others. He volunteers on the hospital Heart floors counseling patients before and after bypass surgery. He shares the gift he received: hope. “It’s like going through that storm, when The Master was down in the bottom of the boat and the disciples were afraid and called to Him. He said, Peace, be still. To me, that means hold on, help’s on the way. That’s what this experience has been for me.”

And he awoke and rebuked the wind and said to the sea, “Peace! Be still!” And the wind ceased, and there was a great calm. –Mark 4:39

Give, and it will be given to you. A good measure, pressed down, shaken together and running over, will be poured into your lap. For with the measure you use, it will be measured to you. –Luke 6:38