THE BIG C
As the holidays are approaching I have been consumed with “getting my house in order”. You know the drill cleaning and for whatever reason my list of things that I need to get done around the house becomes a mile long. I have to try to fit in all the projects that I could have been doing all year long and didn’t but since I will be having company I must get them done.
Yesterday I was overwhelmed with my day. My groceries came earlier then I expected, paper work took longer then I wanted it to, my youngest dumped toys all over the living room, our adorable but crazy bullmastiff puppy ate three wooden blocks and left the crumbs all over my living room carpet, and my oldest had a half of day at school. I had a plan for my day and darn it I was so far off my plan. I did end up cleaning the house and crossing a few things off my “list”, but I wasn’t satisfied with the end results. I went to bed last night feeling unaccomplished. I tossed and turned all night thinking about all the “stuff” I was going to get done today.
This morning I woke up and I checked Facebook as a dear friend of mine had some important doctor’s appointments yesterday in Boston. She had a few lumps in her breasts and they found out they were cancer and she had all of her “let’s get down to business” appointments yesterday. In the last year we have had four people with cancer in our small church. WOW! I hadn’t heard anything last night before I went to sleep so I turned in for the night and figured I would hear in the morning how she made out.
As I read her Facebook post all I could keep reading was “terminal” and “not curable”. There are no words……………………
She is a mother of three young girls all under the age of 6. How does one even begin to process all this. Cancer is a ravenous beast, a raging storm that turns lives inside out and upside down. It has no limits, it strikes when you least expect it and it doesn’t care who you are, young or old. The destruction it leaves behind seems overwhelming. The rains pour down so hard you often can’t see what lies beyond the storm.
I quickly realized that all my projects around the house didn’t matter. It’s our relationships in life that matter. In the end it’s all about the ones we love and not about “all the stuff” we got done. It’s not about the projects, money, or material items it’s about a bigger picture that we so often forget. Today I will spend more time loving my boys, my two little ones and my one big one. God gives us the gift of each other and how often do we go about our day and take our relationships for granted?
God’s will is not our own and although we might not understand why these things happen we have to remember that his plan is far bigger then we could ever fathom and for now in this storm we all have to be like Peter.
New International Version (NIV)
22 Immediately Jesus made the disciples get into the boat and go on ahead of him to the other side, while he dismissed the crowd. 23 After he had dismissed them, he went up on a mountainside by himself to pray. Later that night, he was there alone, 24 and the boat was already a considerable distance from land, buffeted by the waves because the wind was against it.
25 Shortly before dawn Jesus went out to them, walking on the lake. 26 When the disciples saw him walking on the lake, they were terrified. “It’s a ghost,” they said, and cried out in fear.
27 But Jesus immediately said to them: “Take courage! It is I. Don’t be afraid.”
28 “Lord, if it’s you,” Peter replied, “tell me to come to you on the water.”
29 “Come,” he said.
Then Peter got down out of the boat, walked on the water and came toward Jesus. 30 But when he saw the wind, he was afraid and, beginning to sink, cried out, “Lord, save me!”
31 Immediately Jesus reached out his hand and caught him. “You of little faith,” he said, “why did you doubt?”
32 And when they climbed into the boat, the wind died down. 33 Then those who were in the boat worshiped him, saying, “Truly you are the Son of God.”
34 When they had crossed over, they landed at Gennesaret.
Peter never asked why the storm was raging he kept his eyes on Jesus and got out of the boat. We will never have the answer to why the storm of cancer hovers over our lives but it’s not about why. We will all sink in the raging seas of the storm if we take our eyes of Jesus. We are going to be afraid and we may even begin to sink just like Peter did but as soon as we can fix our eyes upon the one who loves us we will be saved. At the end of the story the winds die down and there is a beautiful promise that I think gets over looked, they make it to land. God shows us that he pulls us through the storm and there is something on the other side of the rain.
What ever land is in store for my dear friend whether it’s the land of earth or the land of heaven, I know she will keep her eyes on the one who holds her and loves her. Her storm seems pretty rough right now but she is loved and she and her family will never be alone in this storm. It’s a day at a time and if I can say one thing it would be love each other, enjoy each other and be thankful for what you have. I am thankful for her friendship and for her amazing example of faith. I can only pray that you get to know someone like her in your life time.