Monday, July 11, 2011

We desperately want God to have the final word on cancer.

Every morning, I pray for a miracle. Every night I pray that the Lord will cause the cancer in Terence's body to disappear, miraculously.  Never to be seen or heard of from again.  

But too often, I get carried away by the worries and concerns that cancer readily hands me.  Every day I see Terence struggling to regain a sense of "normalcy" of his old life, our old life.  Usually by the end of the day, we are both weary, because our old life is not found. People advise us to stop re-hashing the diagnoses--- but we don't have to summon up any memories of the diagnoses because Terence lives with it every day.

It's here, in our faces.

Try ignoring Castration. A catheter. Fever. Vomit.

So it's easy to get carried away into 'cancer-land'. Vomit seems to have the ability to get the last word in, edge wise.

By the time our heads hit our pillows, we are tired---tired of living with cancer. Terence and I look over at each other and say, "shucks, I don't think we lived above it today".....

So we pray. Because we have tomorrow and we desperately want God to have the final word on cancer.

Terence and I believe the work the medical doctors is doing is good, however, who said that their prognoses has to be the final word that we live by??????             
Cannot cancer and sickness bow to prayers?  

The bible says that God has exalted Jesus Christ to the highest place and gave Him the name that is above every name, that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue confess  that Jesus Christ is Lord (Philippians 2:9-10).

So, whatever name the cancer has, be it prostrate, lung, breast,  or cervical cancer, all can bow at the name of King Jesus.......

So, in preparation for tomorrow, this is our bed time prayer:  

We pray for everyone taking drugs/medicines for treating this disease- that the Lord will work out His perfect will in our situations and bring about miracles and healing. 

We ask that The Great Physician will heal all those that have undergone surgery, radiation and/or chemotherapy  God will destroy all the cancer cells. 

We ask that the healing virtue of Our Lord God will flow through every vein, tissue, cell, ligament and that healing will manifest. 
We believe that Gods desire is 3 John 2 “Dear friend, I pray that you may be in good health and that all may go well with you, even as your soul is healthy”. 

We ask that the Lord to give peace to all the families dealing with cancer. 

We ask for uncommon provisions for all the expenses needed to take care of the patients and their families.

We ask for the blessings of God to overshadow each an every patient and family member dealing with cancer. 

                          So be it, Lord, We give you the last word on cancer. Amen.

“ But I will restore you to health and heal your wounds declares the LORD.”
                                                    Jeremiah 30:17


Wednesday, July 6, 2011

"That's Love in action" Journal entry by Terence

Journal entry by Terence-
July 6, 2011

Last night was tough for my wife.  She sat in bed, wide-eyed awake; it was 1:45 am.  Fixing the covers again, it's always too hot or too cold; 3:00 am. Groaning... another night of pain; it's 4:15 am.  Up to the bathroom.  Again.  4:45 am. She's still awake and lightly rubbing me, praying for me.  Sleep, finally; now just after 6:00 am.

Sherry wasn't the one sick, but was the one awake, keeping a watchful vigil over me as I tried again to get a good nights rest.  Most of the days we live in somewhat opposite schedules.  At least we do as far as sleep is concerned.  My typical evening sees me retiring around midnight and rising at 9:00 am.  My wife spends most of this time in compassionate, quiet prayer.  In the wee hours of the morning, after she is certain I am OK, she drifts in to light sleep.  She sleeps the soundest from 9-noon; which is  the time I am up, and have made it through the night without any major issues or hospital runs.

     Last week was tough for my wife. With visits to our primary care physician, urologist and oncologist it almost seems like she is a soccer mom once again.  "Here's your noon medicine and your 3:00 pm organic snack".  "Let's not forget your blood draw and PSA test tomorrow."  "Come inside, it's 4:00 pm; you don't want to "overdue it" for the day."  

     Last month was tough for my wife;     for that matter, the last 2 years have been tough.  It's been 2 years today that I was terminally diagnosed. I have watched my wife tirelessly take care of the needs of the day and plan for the ones ahead.  I often wonder why the spouse of a cancer patient doesn't receive more the nice encouraging cards, some flowers or better yet-a gift certificate for a massage!  I would have never known this to be a need until I  saw the need for myself.  

I may face the physical side of cancer, but my wife carries the day-in day-out emotional weight of cancer in the family-  It's always there, unrelenting.  So when my kids ask "what can I do for you Pop?", my response is always "whatever you can do to bless your mother is a great blessing to me"

I have great respect and a huge heart for all spouses who patiently and lovingly take watch over their partner in life.  It reminds me of the vow we took before God: 'for better or for worse', in sickness and in health'.  

That's Love in action.

Sherry loves me. I had a great day today.