Sunday, March 3, 2013

The "C" Word...

Cancer.

A word no one wants to hear.

About a month ago my dad got a call from his physician regarding his last physical, there were a few red flags that concerned him and wanted my dad to go get a colonoscopy. We were all hoping that it wouldn't be anything serious and none of us wanted to even utter the possibility of the "C" word.

On February 15th, my parents went to the doctor to get my dad checked out. I was sending my mom lots of baby pictures to cheer her up while she waited. We were all nervously awaiting to hear good news. Unfortunately, thats not what we heard that day.

"The doctor's found something" my mom texted me and my brothers.

They found a large mass in my dad's colon that would need to be removed surgically and part of his colon, they didn't know if it had spread yet. We were all shocked and in disbelief, I could hardly imagine what my mom was thinking. All I could do was breakdown in tears and pray. My little one was in my arms, looking at me curiously as to why I was sobbing.

In a situation like this, immediately your mind begins to race with negative thoughts; you assume the worst, you question God, you try to understand why. I pleaded with God not to take my father from me, it's too soon I cried.

I texted my husband at work and he called me immediately. I have to take pause and say how much I love that man. He was truly God's design for me. I say that because in moments like this, he knows exactly what to say and his word's are always biblically sound.

He told me not to worry and to not let satan be the victor here with my negative thoughts. My husband knows me all too well. He reminded me that we need to take every thought captive and to trust God. He doesn't give us a spirit of fear, but he is peace. (2 Timothy 1:7 and 2 Corinthians 10:5) I was immediately reminded of God's truth and God's promises for our lives and pulled out of my negative downward spiral. I quickly passed along my encouragement to my family and prayed that day. I knew that God would have to perform a miracle here. I knew that if we all had faith God could and would show up. I was reminded that all who came to Jesus to be healed and had faith, were indeed healed. By the blood of Jesus we are healed, healthy and whole. We no longer have to be bound by the curses of our flesh, through his blood we are redeemed.

The following week my dad was scheduled to have his surgery and have the cancer removed along with 18" of his large intestine. They were going to check all his lymph nodes and make sure that the cancer had not begun to spread.

My husband was able to take off work that day and we all got up early and drove to the hospital to be with my dad and wait with my mom during the surgery.

We had many prayer warriors praying for my father that day. We all prayed that the doctor's would remove the cancer and that he would be healed that day and that there would be no more. That the cancer would not have spread to any other part of his body and that he would be completely restored and healed.

As we prayed I kept having visions of angels watching over my father in the operating room, I knew that he was in the hands of the ultimate Physician of all. I could see an angel holding a gold platter, with a brand new colon, one that was cancer-free. One that was perfect. "Lord, we believe and we receive your healing." I was filled with peace. A peace that I know was not of this world, because I am a natural worrier!

We waited several hours with my mom until we got the call from the nurse to come back and wait for the doctor. I went back with my mom to the "consultation room" to wait for the news of the surgery. You know the room, small private room, with a couch and a few chairs and probably a box of tissue in the corner.

"I don't like this room," she told me nervously "It's the bad news room."

"No, it's not," I replied "It's just the information room."

We held hands and a waited for what seemed like an eternity, but was probably only 5 minutes. The doctor came in quickly and announced that everything had gone perfectly, but the only thing was that the cancer was much larger than they thought. *cue gasp* However, that it didn't necessarily mean anything. They were going to test the lymph nodes and let us know the results in a few days.

We were so relieved to hear the good news of the surgery! We hurried back to send out the updates to everyone and then waited a little longer to go see my dad. He was very out of it, so our visit was brief so he could rest and sleep.

The following day my little one got sick, so I was no longer able to go up to the hospital for fear of getting my dad sick and her sicker. So that was hard, but I kept in touch with my family daily via Face Time and lots of phone calls. We all were impatiently waiting on the doctor for good test results.

"We believe and we receive your healing, Lord" I continued to pray.

Finally, Friday rolled around. It had been officially two weeks since we found out my dad had cancer. Two very long weeks of wrestling with sadness, the unknown and struggling to have faith in God's healing power.

The doctor's came back with a positive report; all the lymph nodes were clear of cancer! As large as the tumor was, it had miraculously not spread! Praise God! My dad was cancer-free! He not only was healed but continued to have a speedy recovery and was discharged from the hospital the next day!

Now he is at home, continuing to rest and feel better everyday. I can not express enough how truly thankful I am to the Lord for healing my father, for giving wisdom and knowledge to his doctors. I know that God performed a miracle that day.
His word is truth, his word is love and by his blood we are redeemed.

Thank you Father, for healing my father.


My dad and I on my wedding day - walking me down the aisle




18 comments:

  1. I'm so sorry to hear this. I will add your family to my prayer list.

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  2. I'm glad to hear that he is alright now. Praise the Lord :)

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  3. My Dad had colon cancer when our daughter Chelsea was a few months old, just like you and Elsa, so I understand exactly how you feel! He had the surgery and the biopsy showed the cancer was in one of his lymph nodes. The doctor recommended chemo but my dad had such a peace in God's healing power and believed that the doctors got the one lymph node that the cancer had spread to. The whole family wanted my Dad to have chemo, just to make sure, but my Dad had a peace that he was healed and every checkup my Dad was cancer free. Praise God for His healing power! So glad to hear your Dad was healed as well! God is so good!

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  4. I meant to say that was 28 1/2 years ago now and my Dad was at our daughter's wedding 2 years ago! :)

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    1. that is awesome! and so encouraging to hear!! :) thank you for sharing.

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  5. What a challenging time for you and your family, but Praise the Lord for the healing He has performed in your dad! 2 Timothy and 2 Corinthians have both been verses close to my heart in uncertain times - as well as the promise that God has every detail planned out for my life and His way is far better (actually perfect!) than my own flawed/shortsighted human plans :) Praying for a full recovery for your dad!

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  6. So glad to hear the cancer cleared!

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