October 26...I had almost forgotten...
Today is the seven year anniversary of entering an emergency room with abdominal pain and leaving the hospital a week later with an incurable cancer diagnosis and a seven month prognosis to live. Seven months...to seven years. To God be the glory.
I know...you may have heard this story...a crazy amount of times...however.
I hold my life lightly. I can honestly say I have never questioned “why?” or demanded I live. Jesus holds my breath in His hands...and each breath has been sweet. That He told me two weeks before this date seven years ago...directly out of Isaiah 41...that something was coming, but I didn’t need to be afraid. Well...that to me is the most marvelous part of the story. Our Lord is the real deal. He is still in the miracle-working business. He is true and faithful
I don’t know what you need to day...but please don’t delay in putting it squarely into Jesus’ hands. He will take care of you...if you let Him. That’s the decision we each have to make. To make Him Lord of ...our lives. Three more grandchildren, oldest daughter’s remarriage, a 40-year wedding anniversary to my dream man, and a thriving church later...I am grateful. Oh...so grateful to the One and Only Savior.
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