I was between my sixth and seventh chemo treatment. Only two more to go. The last chemo hit me hard. Every muscle and cell in my body hurt. At the last appointment, Dr. Wonderful (Hematologist-Oncologist) told me to sit outside in the late afternoon to get some vitamin D and it would be good for me. So, I decided to sit outside for a while. It was just me and the squirrels in the backyard. I was looking at the aloe plants because that was the only place in the backyard that gets the sun.
A Moment of Weakness
It had been a hard weekend and I was home from a long day of work and I just lost it. I listed everything for God, as if he didn’t know. It went like this…
- Cancer, God?
- Stage 3a
- Grade III, aggressive
- I have no hair
- my eyelashes and eyebrows are gone
- I hurt all over
- my port got infected
- a week in the hospital
- neupogen shots
- a PICC line
- needle after needle
- I don’t understand why you let this happen to me. I’m sorry God. I know I’m not supposed to question you but I’m your child. Why? Why did you let this happen to me?
Then I felt bad. Many people will read this and think that I was wrong to ever talk to God that way. I would say to them that God already knew what I was thinking. He’s God. I knew that I couldn’t stay in that state of mind so I started finding the positive things about my situation. I told God…I am thankful:
- for my team of doctors
- for the chemo I could receive
- for Herceptin developed just for the Her 2 positive cancer
- for the fact I could still work
- for Kelsey’s successful senior year
- for Paige because she could give me the Neupogen shots
- for my caregivers: Doug, Doug’s mom and my mom
- that I did not get sick (throw up) with any chemo
I knew in my head that God worked all things for my good. I didn’t feel it at the time. I felt all alone.
With tears running down my face, I asked God to be with me and wrap His arms around me like he promised that he would do in His word. I was broken…I sat in silence…
Renewal of the Soul
Along came a beautiful hummingbird and then his mate a couple of minutes later. They fluttered around the aloe plants and obtained the nectar from the aloe bloom. Now, we had lived at that house 14 years and I had worked in the yard at all times of the day and I had never seen a hummingbird, much less a pair of hummingbirds. Then, I remembered a verse in the Bible about God taking care of the birds of the air.
Matthew 6:26 (NIV)
“Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?”
I sat in silence once again but it was a good silence. The kind of silence and time with God that renews your soul. I knew God had my back in all of this. I knew God was in control. I went inside and began to review notes in my devotional book. I read the notes from the Sunday that I was in the hospital, March 15, 2009. In those notes was a phrase…“I know God remembers me.” If fact, that phrase is listed 73 times in the Bible in reference to God taking care of us. Then, I listened to my favorite praise and worship song, “He Knows My Name” by Tommy Walker. Here are the words to the first verse/chorus:
I have a maker
He formed my heart,
before even time began
My life was in His hands
He knows my name
He knows my every thought,
He sees each tear that falls
and hears me when I call
He, my God, remembered me all along. I just needed to go to the source of strength.
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