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I Don’t Want to Be a Cancer Survivor

Why, my soul, are you downcast? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God. (Psalm 43:5)

March 28 marked the anniversary of my breast cancer diagnosis. The entire month of March was gloomy for me. I could contribute my funk to the weather as some suggested. But the weather usually doesn’t affect my moods so much. And I feel better since Easter even though the sky still displays a grey overcast most days. Therefore, it’s safe to say the weather had little to do with my downcast spirit.

Since I had gone through a depression several years ago due to my thyroid, and now chemo had messed up my thyroid again, my thoughts drifted toward another dark season on the horizon. That is one place I never want to return to. I consulted the doctor and, after blood tests, found out my numbers were all good, ruling out the thyroid theory.

What was causing my blues?

The memories of the past two years, last year more so, darkened my soul and mind, making my days dreary and arduous. I wanted to cry most of the time and had no desire to do anything other than read or sleep.

I had no choice but to ride out the emotional storm and pray it wouldn’t last long.

Throughout the month of March and the first week in April, my memory ran rampant. The doctor’s voice telling me my test came back positive for breast cancer and his statement, “It was a miracle we even found it” replayed in my mind. The oncologist’s encouraging words echoed in my ears as he prepared me for treatment. The vision of Gene almost collapsing when I told him the cancer had metastasized to my lung. The brain MRI, thankfully, showed a sinus infection and nothing else. Then treatment started.

At the time, everything flashed so quickly I had not time to think about what was happening. During the next six months of treatment and the following five months of recuperation, I concentrated on healing, getting my strength and my life back to a recognizable normal. I’m still not there, but it’s getting better. But now, the memories replayed in slow motion as I relived every detail.

Today I’m writing this post, thinking I don’t want to be a cancer survivor. That statement might sound odd to you. But I really don’t. I don’t want to have cancer at all. Yes, I’m grateful beyond words to be as healthy as I am. I have no regrets, not even after having going through chemo. I know it was the treatment God wanted me to have. He has taken care of me through it and because of it. But I still don’t want to be a cancer survivor.

Here’s why:

1. Cancer is for brave souls who can withstand a great deal of discomfort. I’m not one of them.
2. I want to be the prayer warrior who takes them to the throne room and kneels before the Lord and requests healing, peace, and comfort for them.
3. I want to be the arms that wrap around them, giving reassurance that they’re loved and not alone in this battle.
4. I want to be the mouth that speaks comforting words.
5. I want to be the hands that bring needed meals.
6. I want to be the feet that do the shopping when they can’t
7. I want to be the shoulder they cry on.

I don’t want to be the survivor in need, wondering when cancer will put me in that place again. I want to go back to health and no worries.

But we can’t go back, only forward.

I’ll be okay. The funk has past, enabling me to write this post.

God is awesome all ways, always. I love Him. I know He loves me too. He has carried me through. And I remember the peace that enveloped me for the past year. I am blessed and thankful for all He has done, and yes, I’m thankful to be a cancer survivor, even though I don’t like wearing that label.

How about you? What label do you wear that you’re not thrilled about, but thankful for all the same?

See you in a twinkling,
Brenda K. Hendricks

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Hark the Herald Angels Sing

Twenty-first Day of Advent

Remember, therefore, what you have received and heard; hold it fast, and repent… (Revelation 3:3 NIV)

Pipe OrganThe beautiful organ music in today’s video brought back so many Christmas memories for me. In our Tiny-town, USA, we have two churches and three denominations, all worshiping the same God separately and holding on to different traditions. But the late-night, Christmas Eve service drew our community together. We packed away our differences and worshipped God and Jesus with song and word. I especially remember the choir, made up of people from all denominations. Their songs were lavished with harmony and praise to the King of kings and were accompanied by one of the oldest usable pipe-organs in the country. Beautiful, rich, welcoming notes flowed from those pipes…still do.

However, not all my Christmas memories are so precious and heart-warming.

Read More and View Hard the Herald Angels Sing.

Enjoy the sounds of Christmas as you prepare for Jesus’ Second Advent

See you in a twinkling,

Brenda K. Hendricks

Called to Forgive

Soul Detox

Part 9

Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you. (Ephesians 4:32 NIV)

for webForgiveness is a necessary action that contributes to our health and wellbeing, one we need to give as well as receive, one that must be learned and practiced regularly. But is it really possible to forgive each other in the same manner that God, through Christ, forgave us?

Knowing that God never commands us to do what is humanly impossible I struggle with this forgiveness precept. How can I let go of the offense and release the offender when the scars, some years old—still tender and sore, are there to remind me? Read More

See you in a twinkling,

Brenda K. Hendricks