In May of 2021, I was uncertain if I would make my daughter’s wedding, as I had breast cancer that had spread to my brain and bones. But not only was I alive and well enough to go — I danced all night at it. A year after that, I have the privilege of being a grandparent!
I can rightfully proclaim that God has been extremely good to me, but what one can see on the outside pales in comparison to the compassion He has on me within my heart. Currently, I have a tumor sitting right next to my brain stem, so my team of doctors cannot remove or radiate it. The only way to fight it is to try to shrink it with chemo. (I also use mistletoe, an alternative and natural immune booster.)
When I lay sick, or crawl into bed at night, you would think my jousting mind would be clouded with nothing but worry…and believe me, I do have to fight that from time to time. Rather, God sweeps in without me even asking Him to and comforts me as only He can. His loving presence is bigger and better than any threat to my life could ever be.
Every two months I peer anxiously at my scans to see what future I might have. But as Charles Spurgeon said, “Wherever Jesus may lead us, He goes before us. If we don't know where we are going, we know with whom we go.”
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