Thirteen months ago I was diagnosed with inoperable stage 3 lung cancer. The prognosis was anything but good. In the beginning I was told there was nothing that could be done. WE PRAYED! I mean we really prayed and then there was chemo, and radiation.
Three months later another catscan. Amazingly, there was some shrinkage.
Three months later, another catscan; more shrinkage. This time with no chemo or radiation….just prayer.
Yesterday I had another catscan.
Though I am fully aware that there are no significant biological changes that take place between the scan and the reading of the scan I am equally aware that this is a time that my faith was really challenged.
Thoughts came into my mind that troubled me. I had to remind myself that “I am a man of Faith’.
I had to remind myself that God had given me a Word and I needed to hang tight to His promise.
I had to remind myself that He would never forsake me.
The first words out of the mouth of the oncologist when I entered her office were, “Everything looks good. There are no signs of spreading or growth. As a matter of fact, there is some additional shrinkage”. “Keep doing what you are doing and come back in four months.”
That was good news and that ain’t nothing but God!
In the Bonds of Calvary,