Hope

So I debated about writing/posting this but I thought why not? Maybe it could help someone going through the same situation. This past weekend I had just got off work when I found out my dad had taken my mom to the ER. I went down as soon as I could. (Just a few weeks ago we found out that my mom had a relapse in breast cancer after 8 years.) She went to the ER with shortness of breath. They did a CT scan and found she had cancer spread through out, they wanted to take a full CT scan as the had only done the chest. So she was admitted to the hospital for chest pain and to await for a second CT scan.

The next morning, my sister and I went back early to the hospital to keep my mom company while she waited for the second CT scan. Me and my sister had went down to the hospital cafeteria before we went up stairs just to get a drink. As we were finishing up and heading upstairs the hospital chapel came over the speakers and read a morning psalm 121 it says "I lift up my eyes to the hills- where does my help come from? My help comes from the LORD, the maker of heaven and earth. He will not let your foot slip- he who watches over you will not slumber."

Lights in the cafeteria (they just caught my eye)

  We were expecting to see an oncologist but one had not arrived by the time of the second CT scan so they did the second scan. Awaiting the results was nerve racking. while waiting we had a lot of family stopping by showing their support.

 

 When we finally received the results they weren't good, we found out my mothers cancer had spread further than we thought. We found out that she had several masses. The truth is its never easy to accept that someone you love so dearly could be so sick, it may scare us even just the thought of losing them but the Lord is always with us to comfort us no matter what. We spent the rest of the day there just spending quality family time. The next morning we did the same, woke up early and went to the hospital to be by our mothers side. Then the on call doctor had paid a visit to her and said the next step would be to see a specialist Monday morning so they discharged her that afternoon so she could go home and be comfortable.

All awhile I had been reading a book "Apart at the Seams" by Marie Bostwick and while reading it I came across a part that read the same psalm 121 that I had heard the chapel of the hospital speak that morning after the ER. It was a different translation but yet the same " I will lift up my eyes to the mountains; From where shall my help come? My help comes from the Lord, Who made heaven and earth."

It just amazes me that no matter what trials you may be going through the Lord always has a hand on you watching over you, to be your strength, and your comfort.

This week we have been going to the cancer center almost everyday to go over the plans and start treatments. Though we may not see what God's plan is for us, we trust him to lead us. I'm not telling you all this so you can feel sorry for us but rather keep us in your prayers. May this be a small reminder to keep your faith and trust in him for he will never leave us nor forsake us.

me and my momma
 

 My mother is a strong lady, the Lord gives her the strength. CorinaH

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