Every Day Lived Since Cancer Seems Like Sweet Victory - In His Grip - Week of May 9, 2016

Every Day Lived Since Cancer Seems Like Sweet Victory
In His Grip Devotions
May 9, 2016

Thirty-nine years old.  Four children, ages 10, 11, 15, 17.  A husband I adored.  A much anticipated vacation a week away.  A phone call with the message, "You need to see a surgeon.  Your mammogram results are suspicious."  "We're leaving on vacation in a week.  Can it wait until I get back?"  Silence.  "No, Mrs. Betters, it cannot wait." At that moment, Breast Cancer forcibly took our family on an unwanted journey into a foreign country.

Breast Cancer Awareness Month takes me back to those days but more, it's an opportunity for me to review how God has redeemed the pain of those terrifying months.  During my battle against Stage 3 breast cancer, I told Chuck I felt guilty that I could not joyfully say, "I'm thankful for the cancer because......"

In time, I began to see the intangible gifts in fighting a cancer diagnosis. One of the best take a-ways was a commitment to never take life for granted. Instead of saying no to a day at the beach because my to do list was too long, I jumped at every opportunity to spend time with our little family. Cancer taught me that life on this earth is short, to make the most of every minute. James 4:14 came alive:

Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes.

Little did I know that six years after my battle with breast cancer, that I would battle grief over the death of our sixteen-year old son. How grateful I was for all those special family memories that I might not have had if I had never had cancer. It was the morning after my surgery, that the Lord showed me the scripture:

I will give you the treasures of darkness, riches stored in secret places, so that you will know I am the Lord your God, the One Who calls you by name. (Isaiah 45:2-3)

And the sweet promise from Lamentations: I will give you new mercies every day. Look for them. I knew God was not promising to heal me, but He was promising to send me love notes to remind me that He was always near, I would never be alone in this battle. He knows me by name!

God continues to redeem the pain and loss of those days in ways I could never have imagined. 

For the rest of the story please visit: http://www.treasuresofencouragement.org/2012/11/every-day-lived-since-cancer-seems-like.html

In His grip,

Sharon W. Betters
Executive Director
MARKINC Ministries
www.markinc.org

                                       http://www.oneplace.com/ministries/in-his-grip/

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