Cancer and other diseases and serious injuries can be sifters. That is, when the outcome is in doubt, the sifter shakes out all the lesser important things and people you would have never had the wisdom or courage to sift out yourself. As the song goes, "the things of earth will grow strangely dim---."
With a diagnosis like cancer, the initial well-wishes and supposed concerns are lavishly expressed. It is like a parade going by. All the confetti, the bells and whistles, and balloons, but the parade goes on by. And you find yourself in a crowd seemingly alone.
The first impulse is self-pity. That lasts for a moment until you see that there is still a few people beside you, supporting you, no drums, no whistles, no confetti, just solid, feet on the ground, support grounded in love. And in that moment, you also realize that Jesus has never left you either. You have all the support you need. You have all the support you really had to begin with.
Life now consists of good days and some bad days, where fatigue can be overwhelming. It's a day-to-day struggle to keep spirits up, with all the physical limitations imposed upon me now and the nasty fatigue. So I thank Jesus for being there, and I thank my faithful for a love I doubt I deserve.
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