I HATE CANCER. It is evil, destroys health, leaves people with little energy to enjoy life and all that goes with it, and so much more. I don’t say this because I have cancer. Just this week we have learned of three good friends who have recently been diagnosed with some form of the wretched disease. One is a former pastor of ours in Natchitoches, LA; another is Mark’s cousin’s wife; and the third is a friend that I know through my editor boss at work. Cancer doesn’t care if it ruins a family financially or emotionally. It doesn’t matter if you are rich or don’t have two pennies to rub together. It doesn’t care if you are a Christian or an unbeliever. It just doesn’t care about anything. I am mad. I’ve been stewing about this since Tuesday when I found out about Stacy, the third friend. I don’t understand what’s happening to so many people we know and love. It seems cancer is everywhere. We have prayed for people who have battled this and they have been given the good news of remission or “no sign of the tumors.” We praise God for that and thank Him. Unfortunately, we have also mourned the deaths of some others. We have grieved but have also thanked God for sustaining the families and giving them comfort and grace. It is so frustrating at times that cancer (and other evil things in this world) seems to be winning. BUT: A mighty fortress is our God, a bulwark never failing; our helper He, amid the flood of mortal ills prevailing. For still our ancient foe doth seek to work us woe; his craft and power are great, and, armed with cruel hate, on earth is not his equal. Did we in our own strength confide, our striving would be losing, were not the right Man on our side, the Man of God’s own choosing. Dost ask who that may be? Christ Jesus, it is He; Lord Sabbaoth, His name, from age to age the same, and He must win the battle. And though this world, with devils filled, should threaten to undo us, we will not fear, for God has willed His truth to triumph though us. The Prince of Darkness grim, we tremble not for him; his rage we can endure, for lo, his doom is sure; one little word shall fell him. That word above all earthly powers, no thanks to them, abideth; the Spirit and the gifts are ours through Him who with us sideth. Let goods and kindred go, this mortal life also; the body they may kill: God’s truth abideth still, His kingdom is forever. Thank you for letting me vent and get this out of my system. Now maybe I can get on with the good things that I have to be thankful for – and there are so many. I am thankful for each of you, our herd. What a blessing you are to us. You truly represent God on earth and sustain us on days that aren’t so good. I am thankful for Dr. Penley and his staff. They are compassionate professionals that minister to us on good days and trying days. I am thankful for Mark, who always puts my needs before his own and takes such good care of me. I am thankful that we had a wonderful trip to Texas and New Mexico and that I have been feeling good lately. I am thankful for family and “heart family.” I am thankful for a church community who ministers to us in prayers and thoughts. There are so many more things I could name but I’ll save them for another time. Tomorrow is Sunday and my plan is to worship in church. I hope to see many of you there. I know I can keep the Sabbath holy anywhere I am but I prefer to do it with people I love. We love you, pray for you, and thank God for you. Honey and Mark
Posted on: Sun, 16 Nov 2014 03:37:47 +0000
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