Yesterday my husband began a 3rd attack on his cancer – chemotherapy. It was a somewhat surreal day yet filled with hope. This was not just a shallow hope but a deep-seated faithful hope that claims God’s promises for ourselves.
The day began with our typical car ride to school. Our car was filled with a Spirit of hope, peace and joy. I must confess, not all mornings are like this. Some are rushed and frustrating; others filled with sibling antagonism, tense, sleepy. There was literal song in our car yesterday morning - smiles, words of encouragement, peace. A school musical performance is approaching, and we are honored and privileged to be a part of it. This is an unexpected opportunity for my daughter that has come with providential timing. We were also thanking God for His positive answer to physical comfort for one of our sons. We prayed passionately over the weekend for this, and God was gracious. This had been a seemingly small request at this time in the life of our family but was now a clear response from God that He is listening and walking with us.
The next car ride was to the cancer center to begin what will be our new “normal” for the next 4-6 months. Although the day was a bit cloudy and cold, our spirits were calm and determined – we are standing firm! As the process unfolded, I was reminded of God’s hand in guiding us to this state-of-the-art cancer facility, filled with competent and compassionate medical professionals. These people are so incredibly gifted. They are knowledgeable, patient and compassionate! We were glad to be progressing and thankful God had led us to this wonderful place.
Although the environment was peaceful, I did feel a bit like I do waiting for the 4th of July fireworks to begin. As the chemicals flowed, I watched Mark for any of those signs that would mean we needed to press that “little red button.” He watched TV, read, ate a snack, talked on the phone. I read too much medical information, checked my phone, paced a bit. All in all it was a rather boring 5 hours. Praise the Lord!! We left, stopped for a late lunch and then headed to carpool. Once we arrived home, Mark walked 5 miles. Wow, what a guy! Thank you Lord for your Holy Spirit who is giving us hope and peace.
“We also glory in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured out into our hearts through the Holy Spirit, who has been given to us.” Romans 5:3-5
“May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.” Romans 15:13
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