I just heard that yet another friend, another woman with young children, has been told the news every woman fears.
You have breast cancer.
The shock, the grief, the numbness—the emotions are many and often they never come just one at a time. They often team up, mingling together, creating a hurricane force of dread capable of destroying any sense of hope. But before we scurry about trying to batten down the emotional hatches, we need to stand still before God. We need to feel the ground beneath our feet. We need to hug someone or simply hug ourselves. We need to take a deep breath.
Then with strength we didn’t know we had (but it is there, it’s always there with God) we stretch out our hands to grab hold of the truth that whatever storm is raging in our lives, be it the cancer storm, the depression storm, the storm of broken relationships or the storm of financial ruin, there is a peaceful calm. Meteorologists call that place the eye of the storm. I call it the peace of Christ.
When I was just out of college and trying to find my way in the world of magazine publishing, worrying if I would ever become an editor of a glossy magazine read by millions (it seems so silly now), I used to sing to myself some Christian song. I don’t even remember now who sang it or what. I haven’t heard it in many years, but the words went something like this, “Don’t give up, you’re on the brink of miracle. Don’t give in, God is all around.” And then there were words about the stormy seas being all around but God would lead us safely to the shores.
Not only would I sing the song to myself all throughout the day. At night, as my worrying thoughts would keep me from falling asleep, I would play the song on my bright yellow Walkman (I thought I was so hip with that Walkman). I would push the rewind and play button so often that eventually the ribbon on the tape cassette broke. I am really showing my age, aren’t I?
The rewind button in my mind has just just been pushed. I can hear those encouraging words once again.
Don’t give up. You’re on the brink of a miracle. Don’t give in, God is all around. Don’t give into fear, think of things that are pure. And praise the Lord, your miracle is here.
Yet another friend diagnosed with breast cancer…
Here’s to today that the Lord has given to us. We can breathe, we can pray, we can laugh. Let’s treasure the moments in this day.
For storms hit. All the time. But peace can always be ours.
As one of those friends who has heard from my doctor those dreaded words, I add this: even before the “cancer free” announcement, there is a peace, that what one has dreaded al one’s adult life has happened and “I’m still here!” And God is still in charge … and between the time that my mother’s breast cancer was diagnosed and my own, there have been some sixty years of medical progress! Praise God — the medical/surgical team and I are evidence that the miracle is here.
And praises to God I can still laugh and talk and share this journey of life with you. Blessings!