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God Will Fight for You in the Middle of Sickness and Cancer

It wasn’t the news we wanted to hear. The “C” word. It wasn’t the news that God wanted either. He didn’t create disease and sickness. That came when Adam and Eve believed the lie that Satan told them and ate that damn apple.

Now the serpent was more cunning than any beast of the field which the Lord God had made. And he said to the woman, “Has God indeed said, ‘You shall not eat of every tree of the garden’?”

And the woman said to the serpent, “We may eat the fruit of the trees of the garden; but of the fruit of the tree which is in the midst of the garden, God has said, ‘You shall not eat it, nor shall you touch it, lest you die.’ ”

Then the serpent said to the woman, “You will not surely die. For God knows that in the day you eat of it your eyes will be opened, and you will be like God, knowing good and evil.” -Genesis 3:1-5 NKJV

Adam and Eve knew GOOD.

They lived in Paradise and had everything they ever needed or wanted. There was no sickness. Then Satan lied to them, and they believed him. They ate the damn apple.

Now, Adam and Eve KNEW EVIL. And now, so do we.

 

EVIL came with the fall of man. So did sickness and disease. So did cancer. It was not God’s intention that his kids got sick. He does not want it any more than we do. Can He fix it? YES!

God made a way for man to be saved from sickness and disease, and came in the flesh as JESUS. JESUS paid the price for our sins and our fallen nature at the Cross of Calvary. “It is finished,” Jesus said. The price has been paid for all sickness, disease, sin, sorrow, suffering. We have been redeemed.

So how do we get from here to there?

I wish there was a switch to turn on and off. I wish that all disease was not here on planet Earth. God said we would have troubles.  In Heaven there will be no sickness, no disease, no sorrow, no tears. I wish we all were in Heaven now, but it’s not time yet. So here we sit in the mess. We aren’t there yet. Many of us battle sickness, disease, and even cancer.

How do we go on? We go THROUGH it. God promised to comfort us in our troubles. God sent the HOLY SPIRIT, the COMFORTER to be with us in the middle of the mess. God promised to HEAL. It may be here, it may be in Heaven. Sorry, that’s the Truth. We all want healing now and instantly. I wish it were like that. But it’s not. I know lots of amazing people who died and were healed on the other side. Either way – they were healed. And now, they are free. I have known people to be healed on this side of Heaven too. Miracles, signs, and wonders happen all the time in the Church. God is the Author of Miracles, all things are possible with God.

The hard part, I guess, is not knowing WHEN the healing will come. That’s what I struggle with. I know God CAN and WILL heal. I just don’t know WHEN. So I have to wait, and trust Him. I have to “Give God a minute,” like my husband tells me. Impatient me, who wants to wake up with everything ok and not have to do the trusting part. Yeah, that trust thing. (still working on this)

I don’t pretend to know it all. God says His ways are higher than our ways and His thoughts higher than our thoughts. I think he has a much bigger perspective on things than we do. He is the Author of Eternity right? Yeah, His vision is much bigger than mine.

So, here in the middle of the mess, I thank God that He is with us and we are not alone. Is this the path I would have chosen for myself or my loved ones? No, probably not. My perspective is limited. I don’t like trials or tribulations. I don’t like sickness. I hate cancer. But I know my God, and He will be by my side and yours in the battle. He will fight for us and will help us.

The Gift of His Peace

“These things I have spoken to you while being present with you. But the Helper, the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in My name, He will teach you all things, and bring to your remembrance all things that I said to you.  Peace I leave with you, My peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid. ” – John 14:25-27 NKJV

 

Psalm 23

The Lord is my shepherd;
I shall not want.
He makes me to lie down in green pastures;
He leads me beside the still waters.
He restores my soul;
He leads me in the paths of righteousness
For His name’s sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil
For You are with me;
Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.
You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies;
You anoint my head with oil;
My cup runs over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me
All the days of my life;
And I will dwell in the house of the Lord
Forever.

God will fight for you. He doesn’t like sickness or disease or cancer either…

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Love Waits

I wrote this poem 8 months ago as I sat in the waiting room with my husband, my kids, and my father. My step mom was going in to have part of her lung removed for cancer. I have never seen my dad in a waiting room of a hospital – ever. He hates hospitals. Yet he came, he sat, he waited. We held hands and prayed together before she went in. We were all in tears. We brought her a prayer cloth from church. More tears.

And we went to the waiting room. To wait. And trust. That God had it under control and no matter what happened, He would hold her in His arms. And it would be ok.

My dad’s love for my stepmom touched my heart that day. My dad is not a talker. He is kind, gentle, and would do anything for anyone. It wasn’t always that way – but things changed. He is not who he used to be. And neither am I.

My dad showed me that day that love sits, love endures, love waits. He taught me that day – in his sitting and waiting and silence.

I saw that same love with my father-in-law and my mother-in-law as well. Opa and Oma have shown me what real love looks like too. I was speechless as he sat by her side those last days, and was just there. The love they have lasts forever. Love is not bound by life in this world – love is stronger than death and cancer and surgery. Love is forever.

 

Love Waits

Copyright 2014 Diana Rasmussen

Revolving door

In and out

People moving

All about

Plastic cups

Brown tweed carpet

Old magazines

Daytime soaps

Instant coffee

Kleenex boxes

Poster boards

promising a cure

People talking

people texting

Vending machine

Reception desk

Blue smocked Doctors

Nurses in scrubs

Watching

Praying

Love watches

Love sits

Love waits

Johnna, my daughter, is PUBLISHED!

The Southern Lakes Anthology is a writing and art contest for third through eighth graders in all of Southern Wisconsin. Each school district may enter only 24 pieces for this competition.  Entries are submitted and judged at the district level. From there, they go to the regional-level judging to compete against their peers from other area school districts in the Southern Lakes region.

This is put on by the Whitewater Talented and Gifted Network. Students in participating districts can submit one of three types of writing–poetry, prose, or illustrated writing–for possible inclusion in the Southern Lakes Anthology. Yesterday was the awards ceremony for the winners from 32 different school districts.  

The theme this year was “MAKE A MARK” .  Here is Johnna’s winning poem, I am so proud of her!  I believe she was the only 8th grader from the Milton School District to make it!

SPOTS OF DESPAIR

© 2013 Johnna Walsh

Marks,
red, splotchy, cancer-filled marks.
When we found out,
we left marks.
Hot tears streaming down our faces,
our noses stuffy,
our eyes puffy.
Doctors tried to help,
they only left more marks,
scars, stitches, and staple marks.
You left a mark on us,
Not a visible mark,
the kind of emotional mark you can’t see.
We left a mark on you.
We could tell by the way you clutched our hands as you passed.
Life is nothing but a bunch of marks.
One day, a mark could come along and destroy you inside and out.

Johnna, my daughter, is PUBLISHED! “Spots of Despair”

The Southern Lakes Anthology is a writing and art contest for third through eighth graders in all of Southern Wisconsin. Each school district may enter only 24 pieces for this competition.  Entries are submitted and judged at the district level. From there, they go to the regional-level judging to compete against their peers from other area school districts in the Southern Lakes region.

This is put on by the Whitewater Talented and Gifted Network. Students in participating districts can submit one of three types of writing–poetry, prose, or illustrated writing–for possible inclusion in the Southern Lakes Anthology. Yesterday was the awards ceremony for the winners from 32 different school districts.  

The theme this year was “MAKE A MARK” .  Here is Johnna’s winning poem, I am so proud of her!  I believe she was the only 8th grader from the Milton School District to make it!

SPOTS OF DESPAIR

© 2013 Johnna Walsh

Marks,
red, splotchy, cancer-filled marks.
When we found out,
we left marks.
Hot tears streaming down our faces,
our noses stuffy,
our eyes puffy.
Doctors tried to help,
they only left more marks,
scars, stitches, and staple marks.
You left a mark on us,
Not a visible mark,
the kind of emotional mark you can’t see.
We left a mark on you.
We could tell by the way you clutched our hands as you passed.
Life is nothing but a bunch of marks.
One day, a mark could come along and destroy you inside and out.