It’s been so rainy and gray this week that we couldn’t make it to the surgeon’s office for our appointment to get the results of my last surgery. The roads to Little Rock were flooded and we had to turn around and come back home. 

I talked to my surgeon’s nurse on the phone instead of in the office. She said the pathology report from my surgery last week was “great.”  She said the lymph nodes were clear, the small, residual tumor was removed, and my margins were clean. 

We are very thankful. We have been joined by so many in prayers for healing. God has answered our requests. I want to express my gratitude to everyone who has carried us through these past few months. We have been supplied with everything we have needed along the way. 

In Deuteronomy 4, Moses tells the Israelites to remember how God has cared for them in the wilderness. In verse 9 he says, “Only be careful, and watch yourselves closely so that you do not forget the things your eyes have seen or let them fade from your heart as long as you live. Teach them to your children and to their children after them.”

This has been a difficult time but also a precious time. I have been intensely dependent on God. I have had an awareness of his presence that I don’t always experience. Things that are important and that really matter have seemed to be more in focus.  I have been more aware of God’s care for me and his participation in my life. Scripture has come alive to me, has changed my thinking, and shaped my perception.  God has been with me through every appointment, every treatment, every surgery. He has shown himself to be faithful. He has provided everything I have needed. 

In the words of my oncologist, “This is where the spiritual and the physical meet.  Don’t miss this.”  

I don’t want to forget…  I don’t want these things to fade from my heart. I want to teach them to my children and to their children after them.

“… do not forget the things your eyes have seen or let them fade from your heart as long as you live.”