…a lump, a mammogram,
an ultrasound, a painful biopsy only
to result in hearing the words…”I read your pathology and it is cancer.”
On January 27th I was diagnosed with invasive breast
cancer and given my treatment options.
I had surgery to remove the cancer and some lymph nodes on February 18th. The pathology showed that the cancer
had not spread to my lymph nodes and that I have the “good kind” of breast
cancer, whatever that means?
My husband and I met with
the oncologist to hear the
statistics and what additional treatments she recommends. I will be having chemotherapy for
approximately twelve weeks and then taking other medication for an additional
five years or so.
God has been steadily preparing
me for this journey for
years. I accepted him as my Savior
about seventeen years ago and have learned to trust him, love him, pray to him,
worship him and love others through him.
I know that God loves me enough to have given his life for me and I am humbled
to attempt to do the same for him.
Cancer was written in as
part of my story before I was even formed.
“For you formed my
inward parts; you knitted me together in
my mother’s womb. I praise you,
for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul
knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in
secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed
substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were
formed for me, when as yet there were none of them.” Psalm 39:13-16
I know that my purpose is
to bring glory to God in life,
love and in death. I trust that
God is going to heal me either on this side of eternity (earth), or the other
(heaven) and either way it’s a win!
“And we know that for those who love God all things work together for
good, for those who are called according to his purpose”. Romans 8:28
Some days I am not brave
enough, strong enough or
faith-filled enough…but I know the One who is and will always be. Some days are filled with choking back
tears, anger and just not wanting to be in this story, but I know the Author,
and he is collecting all of my tears and fears in his loving hands, this story
will not be wasted.
“God is most glorified
in us when we are the most satisfied
in Him”. John Piper
…satisfied? content?
surrendered? I believe that having
cancer is an opportunity to figure out what following Christ is about. What about your story? It is never too
late for a
rewrite.
