On May 22 of this year, my husband and I celebrated our 42nd anniversary. (Mind you, I was 5 when I got married.) It didn't go quite the way we planned. Instead of "Star Trek" and a nice dinner I was in hospital having a brain tumor removed. My neurosurgeon said to my hubby, "Happy Anniversary. I got it all." When we went to have the staples removed from my head, we expected her to tell us that the tumor had been benign. Well, it wasn't. It was Hodgkin's Lymophona. So now I am in the chemo stage of this experience.
In the midst of this madness, God has been there a steady source of peace. I knew He was there, holding me in His hand. And our friends and family have come around us and lifted us up in prayer and provided meals and prayer. The out pouring of love has amazed me. I have been humbled by the actions of my friends, family, and church. Sometimes we don't know what seeds we plant until the harvest.
I am in in the midst of shedding my hair, (I'm out-doing my daughter's lab and her shedding) and discovering all the side effects of chemo, but my God is greater than any cancer and I take each day with joy.
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