This date is significant. I heard that people everywhere are getting married and having babies on this date. It is a lucky number I guess 7-7-7. I have to say that it has me thinking, because it is a huge date in my life. One year ago today, I heard the words every one fears…you have cancer. It was like a physical blow to my body just to hear the words. Can you imagine how big a word is to be able to take your breath away just hearing it?
My mind was numb, my body in fearful shock. What a day that was, 7-7-06. I didn’t know what was ahead that day, other than a whirlwind of medical procedures I didn’t know anything about. The word crashed around in my head, taunting me for days.
Now I look back. Wow, how far I have come in one long/short year…hysterectomy, open incision, chemo, no hair, new hair then surgery again. That is a lot for one body to endure. But what my body endured is nothing compared to what my spirit learned. God is soooo incredibly faithful. And as I flew over Mt. McKinley in Alaska , I realized cancer isn’t such a big word. God is infinitely bigger. His majesty is greater. His compassion and mercy are endless.
My heart is overwhelmed at the year. I had what will hopefully, be my last surgery, planned for last week specifically to be finished before the one-year mark. In the bible, the number 7 is the number of completion…the number of God. I choose to think that God had it all planned that this day would be a day of rejoicing for me. I do not think it is coincidence. It is a day I will never forget. The day the bully cancer came to push me around. It is a day I will always remember…the day that I realized that cancer is a very small word.