I can remember as a young boy hearing of cancer. It was a frightening word that meant unimaginable pain followed by certain death. And, I'm sure in the 60's people were considered 'dead men walking' if they got cancer. I knew I never wanted to get it. I mean, there you are minding your own business while an unknown and unwelcome parasite is taking over the inside of your body. And most of the time you never know anything is going on until it's too late.
I found out sorta by accident that I had prostate cancer. I had blood in my stool and went to the doctor about it. He brushed that aside as a simple hemorrhoid but wanted to get some blood tests while I was in. I'm glad he did now, because cancer had already taken hold down between my legs and was trying to ruin my love life. I had radiation treatment and the doctors assured me I could rest easy, the cancer would die.
Well, it did for a while, but now it's apparently back and we don't want it to advance any further. I just don't like the drugs they want me to take. The side effects sound like something you'd expect to occur in a concentration camp.
Kathy and I prayed about the whole mess last night and I found a great peace in the midst of the fear. Here's about how the prayer went,,,,
"Lord, Kathy and I love You and have served You faithfully all these many years. You have been my father for a long time, especially since my real father passed away so many years ago. I've relied on You to guide me and protect Kathy and I and have never worried or doubted that You would. And now the devil has attacked me with this insidious disease (I believe it's him trying to kill me) and I need You to help me. Please heal my body of this cancer and protect me from it's power. We love You and trust You to help us."
You know, I have a real peace about the whole thing. God has numbered my days and I may die tomorrow, but I have asked Him for at least 20 more years. I still have some stuff I want to accomplish in this life and I'm not in a hurry to get to heaven. I'll have eternity there, but I'm only given a little while here, so why get in a hurry? I'm confident that God will protect me and heal me. He will take me home only when He is ready and the devil and his cancer be hanged (they can go to hell for all I care).
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Dad,
ReplyDeleteyou know I love you & I am thinking about you. I always like to read what you write because I feel like I can see what's going on with you better that way. I'm glad you had a good birthday & I know that everything is going to fine because you are going to see me have my kids and watch them grow up. They will have the best grand dad every. Of that I am sure!!!
love dawn