October 28th 1921 – February 7th 2019
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!
Getting ready to celebrate 17 year marriage anniversary and feeling very happy! The holidays are here!!
I’ve been feeling very good as of late. I’m continuing with my treatments every 3 weeks at the cancer center and spending most of my free time writing the sequel to my book, There You Are! I hope to have accomplished this within the next several months as I am eager to write another book regarding Cancer and Christ and how to keep faith knowing that it is God’s battle to fight! God is Great! Merciful and ever faithful and loving! Jesus Christ is Lord!
It’s been very cold here in Northern California, but I’ve been keeping warm with my new heating blanket and of course lots of love!! Winter is coming! Let us pray and help those less fortunate!
God Bless everyone!
The Immuno Therapy has made me very fatigued as of late and I’ve been spending much time watching camping survival in the wilderness videos on YouTube lately finding them to be curiously relaxing. Here is a small video of my fur baby cat-brat of my pride, sitting on my lap watching along with me while we enjoy the lazy adventure together. It’s amazing to me how much he likes watching these videos, too.
I’ve been a bit down lately wondering of finances, etc. My book has had no paid advertising exposure for reads being lost in a sea of scripts wherein my message will be found by those God intends for according to His will. Often feeling weary from the therapy at the Cancer Center I’ve been spending most of my time with the children, cooking and always praying and praising the Lord. Royalties were a mere $26. last month for which I tallied $2.50 in tithe for Father and donated it to one also in need. I had thought to ask for help on my blog and actually linked my gofundme account in the last blog, but then thought better of it in that I felt “God would not have me begging as I am His child and rather than petition strangers for help, I’ll ask my Savior, My Father, God himself,” and deleted my pleas. I prayed to my father asking him for the means to buy my medicine, tissues (they are very expensive and I’ve discovered that I am allergic to toilet paper which is harsh on my skin. Lotion tissue paper is much more soothing, fitting for the daughter of God) among other supplications with thanks giving, always.
Happy I was this hour to put an online order for groceries, apples, tissue paper, meat, bread and milk!! A kind stranger, brother in Christ reached out to us with messages of Love, hope and healing prayers along with a monetary gift which has been a blessing raining from Heaven!! Praise Jesus!! Thank you, Father and thank you dear brother whose heart has been touched by the spirit of our Jesus Christ the One and Only TRUE GOD!
Rejoice in hope,
Be patient in tribulation,
be constant in prayer. Romans 12:12
Another day at the Cancer Center for treatment for me and while the nurse couldn’t get a blood flow through my port and had to ask another nurse to help, everything else was good. I was reminded by my oncologist’s assistant that I’ll be needing another cat scan for my liver in the next few weeks to be certain that the abrasion is benign. I do hope that it is entirely gone as with the brain lesion from the radiation. I’ve been drinking much more water as I’m told it helps in the healing of what could otherwise be perfectly normal as it is common.
Any matter, I hear that if I take Claritin-the antihistamine rather than Benadryl which according to my nurse is under a nation wide shortage, a mere hour before my visits, I can be infused straight away thus fleeing the sorrowful atmosphere sooner. Why was I not told that many patients do this sooner? Of course I should like to administer the premeds myself and return home faster than Mark Wiens finishes some fantastic Ghana meal in the back streets of a neighborhood restaurant! I am seriously HAPPY to know that I can shorten my appointment time for the future! Praise Jesus!
Love and God Bless