“O Lord, I give my life to you. I trust in you, my God!... for you are the God who saves me. All day long I put my hope in you.”
I can see how my situation might break a person. I know I am okay because I have full trust in my Daddy. He has me in all of this. He keeps my eyes on Him and not on what is happening. He keeps my focus in the moment rather than on anything past or future. He holds me. He comforts me. He loves me through it all.
The only time I found myself crying on Monday, my surgery day, was when I was staring at the green and blue curtain that was the door and wall of my small room thinking “this doesn’t seem real.” As the nurses went over my chart and proclaimed how healthy I was, the fact that I have cancer at 35 seemed made up. Staring at the curtain I thought for a second, maybe it’s all a mistake. Maybe they thought they found cancer, but it’s not really there. How can someone so young and healthy get this sick?
Tears threatened as I realized the reality of it all, then I moved back to the moment knowing I can do this. I am not alone. I will be victorious.
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