I’m sure the nurse heard the strain in my voice when she called to inform me of a surgery date to remove the mass—the culprit of my stage 4 ovarian cancer diagnosis.
“Can’t we move the date up? I asked. “Waiting until July 7th would make it over six weeks from my last chemotherapy treatment. I’m afraid of cancer cells growing.” Before she could answer, I made a desperate suggestion. “Or maybe I should have another treatment prior to the surgery?” A cold wash of fear shot up my spine like a gust of winter sleet. I shivered at the thought of another round of chemo and all the awful side effects that would wrack my tired, sick body.
The nurse assured me that based on the bloodwork, my body needed time to recover after doing chemo treatments every three weeks since March. So, she scheduled the surgery as planned.
It made sense logically, but fear doesn’t usually follow logic.
And quite frankly, I had reason to be afraid from a human standpoint since back in March cancer-filled fluid surrounded my abdomen and lungs. I could barely make it up my stairs, even talking was difficult.
The cancer was taking over—literally killing me.
I hung up the phone and cried. This just couldn’t be your will, God. I’m so scared. I need you right now, Jesus.
And then God showed up.
I recalled all the prayers (my own, family, friends, and complete strangers) and how the fluid was gone, and there was now no trace of the lung nodules that had once shown on a CT scan. The Lord was using modern medicine to heal me. And then the Holy Spirit brought to mind the scriptures God had given me. You see, I have learned
There’s something mysteriously dynamic about speaking God’s Word aloud.
We all know that words are powerful. What we believe is revealed in our words. Our words become our actions. And our actions reflect our character. In fact, words are like building blocks that construct our lives and future. The words we speak are vital to our spiritual health as well as our physical health including our immune system. Our words are a blessing or a curse, life or death.
“The tongue has the power of life and death, and those who love it will eat its fruit.” Proverbs 18:21
So, I swiped away the unwelcome tears and began to say my memory verses aloud with confidence.
“And then your light will break forth like the dawn, and your healing will quickly appear; then your righteousness will go before you, and the glory of the Lord will be your rear guard.” Isaiah 58:8
“By his wounds, we are healed.” Isaiah 53:5
“I will not die but live, and will proclaim what the Lord has done.” Psalm 118:17
“Heal me, Lord, and I will be healed; save me, and I will be saved, for you are the one I praise.” Jeremiah 7:14
“The Lord sustains them on their sickbed and restores them from their bed of illness.” Psalm 41:3
“No word from God will ever fail. I am the Lord’s servant. May your word to me be fulfilled.” Luke 1:37-38
I found the more I spoke these precious passages, the closer I was to the Father and His will. And God’s will is healing—if not on earth, then in heaven. But the Lord had assured me, my healing was taking place on earth, and I was determined to trust His Word to me. I may not fully understand why the Lord allows for evils like cancer (and many other awful things), but I do know this: God is good and His plans are good. He is Master over cancer and I had faith in His Word, so I prayed His promises back to Him.
You can’t pray a better prayer than reciting God’s own Words.
And a byproduct of spending a lot of time with the Father was not only getting to know Him better but my faith and joy increased. You know what they say,
If you want to hear from God, read the Bible out loud!
After reciting my scripture verses, the date of my surgery flashed in my mind. I could see it lit up like a billboard: 7 / 7 / 21
Goosebumps rose on my arms. God knew exactly what He was doing!
The number seven is quite significant in scripture meaning:
- Fulfillment of promises and oaths
Isn’t that just like the Lord? He was bringing BIG TIME assurance and confirmation of the healing He was doing through modern science (After all, He IS the Great Physician guiding the human physicians!). Not only was the date 7/7 but seven multiplied by three is twenty-one.
Each day, I recited my memory verses as well as other healing scriptures taken from a little book called God’s Creative Power For Healing by Charles Capps. Before I knew it, the day for surgery had arrived. And I had complete peace. I asked God to bring me Christian doctors and nurses as well as anyone to witness to about God’s love and grace.
There was no fear because I rested in God’s perfect love which casts out fear.
I trusted God and His promises to me. Period.
I woke after surgery a bit groggy but filled with joy. I immediately spoke to my nurses about how Jesus was healing me. And guess what? Each of my nurses and doctors except for one were Christians!
The evening after my surgery, while I was resting, a nurse named Anna came in to take my vitals then quickly left to allow me to sleep. But only moments after she left, I saw her head poke in the door. She approached my bed with some hesitancy. I could tell she wanted to tell me something.
She stopped near my bed and leaned in. “Glorify God,” she said.
Anna told me the moment she left my room, the Holy Spirit prompted her to return with this brief but astounding message. Tears filled my eyes as I thanked her. I shared all that God was doing through my cancer journey, and she shared how God uses her as a nurse.
This was a divine appointment!
Two days later, the physician on staff came in to check on my progress. I must admit, at first, I was taken aback by his overbearing size and countenance. He was bald, had many tattoos, and large silver rings on every finger. I could imagine him riding in on a Harley!
The doctor parked his backside against the counter and stared at me for a few moments before his deep, throaty voice broke the silence. “How are you?”
I glanced at my husband who looked just as mystified as me. But I was determined to share with this doctor about God. I told him I knew that Jesus was healing me.
The doctor raised a thick dark brow. “How do you know?”
I proceeded to recite Isaiah 58:8 to Him. Just as I finished saying the verse, a smile worked its way from his eyes down to his now upturned lips. “You know the voice of God,” he said. “His sheep know His voice.” The doctor’s smile beamed. “That scripture is a promise that God is going to take care of you and heal you because you are His precious child. The Father wants to give good gifts to His children. But the last part of the verse means when He heals you, you must
‘Glorify God and tell your story.’”
The doctor then proceeded to lay one beefy hand on my shoulder, the other on my abdomen when he began to pray!
He rebuked cancer and thanked God for healing me!
So, dear ones, bringing honor and glory to God is precisely why I am writing this. “I will not die but live, and will proclaim what the Lord has done.” (Psalm 118:17) And I believe it’s no mistake that you are reading a portion of my story because
My story is actually God’s story! Everything points to the Father.
And God’s story includes YOU, too.
Yes, you have a part to play in God’s story—and it’s good. Just like with me, God can use even evil to bring about good for His glory. After this past year and a half, all of us could use some encouragement, something to ignite our faith, right? Let me tell you, friend, God is at work in your life even if you can’t detect it right now. I promise, if you continue to “draw near to God, He will draw near to you.” (James 4:8) I know because, His Word is truth, and because I have experienced it personally time and time again, especially during this journey with cancer.
I implore you to draw near, and watch God show up!
I’d love to hear from you in the comments below! Pray requests welcome 🙂
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Treatment update: After healing from surgery, I did two more rounds of chemo. My recent bloodwork was completely NORMAL for the first time all year! I have started a maintenance drug to take care of any microscopic cancer cells and will have a CT scan soon. I continue to recite my memory verses daily, believing in God’s healing despite the science of stage 4 cancer not being in my favor. God is bigger than cancer! Read more about the odds HERE
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