About an hour ago, I received a call from my oncologist, who was calling to deliver my pathology results from my surgery yesterday. She started the conversation with, "I don't have good news for you."
Trust me, you never want to hear those words out of a doctor's mouth, but especially not from an oncologist.
It turns out that 13 of the 16 lymph nodes that were removed in my surgery tested positive for cancer. This means that I have locally advanced breast cancer.
I'm not going to lie, my initial reaction was panic. Complete and total panic. But then, I thought, "Why should I be worried about this? Isn't my God Jehovah Rapha, The God who Heals? Won't it bring him the most glory to heal me from something huge than to heal me from something minor? Won't He get the most glory when His power is most clearly seen?"
So, after remembering all of these things about my God, I thought, "Bring it ON!" All along, I've wanted God to receive the glory. This is not my burden to bear, nor my battle to fight. This battle belongs to the Lord, it is for the Lord, and He WILL be glorified.
So, tonight, can I beg you for a favor. Can you get on your knees before our God and praise him for His healing in me. Let's already give him the glory for something that we know He's going to do. Let's boldly approach his throne, and beg for a miracle. Will you do that for me? Please?