Last night I couldn’t sleep. I awoke and immediately my mind got to work. I thought of my mom and what tomorrow will hold for her and for all of us. She is waiting to hear if the cancer is back…
I wasn’t panicked as I usually would have been. I kept thinking about my eyes and how my world changed so quickly when my vision failed. But to God it was no big deal. He knew I would be prescribed the medication and that seven days later my body would react to it. He knew I would see eye specialists, miss work, cry buckets of tears, and doubt Him. He also knew my sight would slowly return as well as a new found sense of trust. I didn’t know how it would all turn out, but He did. And I guess a return of the big C would be the same. God knows the results and the next year. Nothing about His control or sovereignty has changed. Somehow I found comfort in that.
I just got off the phone with my mom. It’s back. It’s time to be carried, as I always have been. God is in control. Only now I know it’s not just a saying on a greeting card. It’s true.
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Kate, my prayers are with you. My mom was recently diagnosed with the big C. She had surgery last month. Its been a huge time of trial and trust for me. He does carry us through everything, we just forget sometimes when our circumstances are more of a pleasant nature. You are not alone...the troubles of this life WILL come. But as He carries us, He gives us His peace.
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