Miracles
This week has greeted me with all of the emotions, thoughts, and anxieties I don’t want to have. I am overwhelmed (in a good way) by all of the kindness and love that our families, friends, and greater community have shown to our family. I will admit that asking for and receiving help is a tremendous challenge for me. I really prefer to be the giver and server!
I read this quote yesterday, and it spoke volumes to me:
“God never sends you into a situation alone. He goes before you, stands beside you, and walks behind you.
Walk in Victory!”
- She Rises
I will walk in victory. Even when it’s hard, and everything within me is trying to hold it all together so I don’t lose it (for the 3rd time today), I will remember the truth. I will remember God’s promises. I will stand on those promises and allow Him to be my source and my comfort in the storm.
As the title of this post suggests, I believe that miracles are happening every day. If you have been following my journey you may recall that we were hoping for and believing for a miracle when I went in for my liver biopsy. The facts are that the tumor was still there and the samples came back cancerous. The truth is, however, that we serve a great God who sent his son to die for our eternity. The shed blood of Jesus covers our sins, our sickness, and disease. I believe that my body is being healed. The healing is not happening in the way I hoped it would, but I also realize that God is not a mystical, magical spirit floating around in a lamp offering wishes on a whim to the lucky. I believe with every fiber of my being that God’s plan is greater than anything I could ever draw up on my own, and He is working through a situation that looks scary and hard from my current vantage point. I believe that it is through the lifestyle changes I have previously made, the chemotherapy, and potential surgery, that my body will be fully healed and cured from cancer.
I scheduled my port placement this week, which will take place on Friday. Things are getting real! I also set up my first couple of rounds of chemotherapy, beginning May 9th. I will spend 4-5 hours in the infusion center, and come home with a pump that will allow the medications to run through my system for a total of 48 hours. A nurse will disconnect the pump after 48 hours and I will have the next 12 days to recover before we do it all again.
Darek has been a super encourager for me this week. He is always reminding me who I am and whose I am. I will say that I can see how easy it is to fall prey to the lies of the devil when incredibly difficult challenges arise. To that I say,
NOT TODAY, SATAN!
Friends, miracles are happening. God is moving. We are trusting and believing that healing is manifesting, and I will ultimately come out healthier than ever when we are on the other side of this treatment. I am not sure why some miracles happen and look exactly as some people expect and others do not, but I do know that God moves in ways we may not expect or begin to imagine. That does not make it any less significant.
Here are a couple of ways to pray for me this week:
Peace of mind
Emotional stability
Fast healing and minimal pain post port placement
Uneventful colonoscopy (on Thursday)
The phrase I continue saying and I hope it does not lose it’s sincerity: THANK YOU!
