God does all things to a man-
twice, even three times-
to turn his soul from the pit,
that the light of life may shine on him.
Job 33:29-30
Remember how I said bible verses have been placed before me a lot lately? Remember, how I said that each one was very relevant to my situation? Also, remember how I said the timing of their appearance was perfect? Well, it happened again. Perfect verse at the perfect time!
I wondered after I was given great news, what would happen? What would life bring? I was and still am on quite possibly the highest spiritual high I have ever been on. Life is so good and the smile on my face is staying around for a while! It is great to be out of the pit and having the light of life shine on me!
I did wonder if I would still find inspiring Bible verses. Do they only appear and seem inspiring when you are down? I was worried about that. The best part of my medical scare was the verses.
So, last night I prayed. I prayed because I was wanting God to speak to me daily, even when things are great. Wanting verses to be placed before me that would keep me lifted up. Then this morning as I was doing my daily devotional it happened. The verse!
Twice, even three times......
Well, this was twice for me. Twice I have been scared and turned to God. I knew during this past scare, there was a reason. I knew I had been walking steady in my faith. That instead of growing stronger, I was growing comfortable. So he dished it to me one more time! Thank you God for the reminder that I need to keep working and growing in my faith.
I am thankful for this time. It gave me a new look on life. Reminded me that life is short, enjoy every moment. Take chances, smile lots, and love stronger. Celebrate happy things and pray about everything.
An event was on the calender for this past weekend to celebrate. To celebrate as a family, that I am still a survivor! We participated in the Walk of Life, an event sponsored by a local organization, Joy to Life which provides mammograms to low income women. I signed up as a survivor! This was the first event that I participated in as a "Survivor". I have signed up to support other events, but did not participate. So this was the first one where I put on my pink shirt and stood in a huge crowd as a "Survivor".
I was always hesitant to do this in the past. My cancer fight was not nearly as hard as many others. So, I had a bit of guilt for a while. I now know every survivor has a story, has a different type of fight and we are all unique. I feel that if I don't check that square, I may miss an opportunity to share my story and help save someone else from this crap. So I took a chance and checked survivor.
It was so great to be surrounded by my awesome family. Before, the race started we were asked to pray. To grab our neighbors hand and say a silent prayer. My neighbors were my kids and husband. The Brodeur 5 held hands in a circle and prayed. Tears filled my eyes, I wondered as Jameson and Scott squeezed my hand a little tighter at the exact same time what they were saying to God. I loved how Jillian said to me she prayed that she was happy I got the pink shirt. That Jess looked at me with the "I love you" eyes when the prayer was over. It was an awesome feeling as we walked under the pink water being sprayed out of the fire truck and celebrated our great news.
I wish we didn't have to be scared again. That because of my comfort, God had to scare me once again to remind me to keep growing. I know inside that it was what I needed, I just wish my family didn't have to have fear as well. So I promise to keep strong in my faith, to keep growing and reaching out to God during all times both good and bad, so my sweet family doesn't have to be scared a third time!
Gracefully I look up to God, thankful for the second time. That He provided me with the reminder to keep growing and not stay steady. I pray that two times is enough, that it doesn't take a third to get my attention again!
I was always hesitant to do this in the past. My cancer fight was not nearly as hard as many others. So, I had a bit of guilt for a while. I now know every survivor has a story, has a different type of fight and we are all unique. I feel that if I don't check that square, I may miss an opportunity to share my story and help save someone else from this crap. So I took a chance and checked survivor.
It was so great to be surrounded by my awesome family. Before, the race started we were asked to pray. To grab our neighbors hand and say a silent prayer. My neighbors were my kids and husband. The Brodeur 5 held hands in a circle and prayed. Tears filled my eyes, I wondered as Jameson and Scott squeezed my hand a little tighter at the exact same time what they were saying to God. I loved how Jillian said to me she prayed that she was happy I got the pink shirt. That Jess looked at me with the "I love you" eyes when the prayer was over. It was an awesome feeling as we walked under the pink water being sprayed out of the fire truck and celebrated our great news.
I wish we didn't have to be scared again. That because of my comfort, God had to scare me once again to remind me to keep growing. I know inside that it was what I needed, I just wish my family didn't have to have fear as well. So I promise to keep strong in my faith, to keep growing and reaching out to God during all times both good and bad, so my sweet family doesn't have to be scared a third time!
Gracefully I look up to God, thankful for the second time. That He provided me with the reminder to keep growing and not stay steady. I pray that two times is enough, that it doesn't take a third to get my attention again!
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