I’ve just returned from the Cancer Center having had another dose of ImmunoTherapy. My oncologist Dr. Lim says that the CAT scan has come back and that I am still in remission. “It’s amazing that you are still in remission after 2 1/2years! Congratulations!” he said, taking my hand and nodding. I knew my scan results would be good because Jesus Christ is my Lord and Savior and by His stripes, I am HEALED! Amen! My heart is filled with happiness. I know that I am Blessed! Praising Jesus every precious moment…
Big Kisses and thank you, everyone, for your continued support and prayers! God Bless!
Isaiah 53:5 (NKJV)
5 But He was wounded for our transgressions,
He was [bruised for our iniquities;
The chastisement for our peace was upon Him,
And by His stripes, we are healed.
Beloved, I pray that you may prosper in all things and be in health just as your soul prospers. 3 John 1:2
Who his own self bare our sins in his own body on the tree, that we, being dead to sins, should live unto righteousness: by whose stripes ye were healed. 1 Peter 2:24
Recently I had a scheduled MRI appointment for which I had been dreading. Having canceled twice already, I was in no rush to slide into the mummy machine wherein the torrents of torturous noise I would feel trapped, entombed. At last the morning arrived for me to endure the punishing procedure that would rule out any recurrences of brain tumors. I had delayed this necessary scan long enough. I was determined to swaddle myself in the Lord’s loving embrace as His words echoed lovingly in my thoughts. “Fear not for I am with you; be not dismayed for I am your God. I will strengthen you, Yes I will help you. I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.” Isaiah 41:10
Suddenly, all the whispering fears that had chased me far from that chamber had stilled for Jesus had silenced the ambitious winds of wretched worry. As I walked in through the doors of the Cancer Research Center the most beautiful sound filled the airs with delight. A woman sitting in the corner of the lobby strumming the strings of a harp made my heart romp with happiness, relief. There was no money tray, no apparent reason for her melodious presence. Could she be an angel? I wondered, marveling at her in the beautiful airs suffering no lyrics to dissuade me otherwise. Whomever she was, I felt that God in His infinite mercy had sent her to serenade the sick, the uncertain and the shrewd alike. How wonderful a welcome this was for me, soothing to my soul. I knew as I captured mere moments of her on film that God was the maestro of this blessing.
The results of my recent MRI are all clear!! I am HEALED! Praise the Lord Jesus Christ!
Since my last treatment at the Cancer Clinic I’ve been languishing in the living room watching films with my fur baby. Tonight, we have both been on the edge of our seats as a tiger chases down dinner for her cubs. Here’s a short video I captured during those tense, treacherous moments. I wonder if the brat of my pride, Baby realizes how simple he has it when I pop open a can of Fancy Feast or tumble a chicken thigh in his direction. It’s fun watching such programs together.. I look at this stunning creature who has pounced into my world with such curiosity, playfulness and stealth audacity to chase me about my house while I shriek with fearful laughter and I thank God. Praising the Lord Jesus Christ for loving me, for my life, for the days and all the moments herein that God’s Grace is upon me. I thank Father also for little blessings that bring such great joy!