2 Corinthians 12:9-10
New International Version (NIV)
9 But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.”Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. 10 That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.
Friday, July 9, 2010
This Is My Story, This Is My Song...........
I had strayed far away from God. I was raised in a good Christian home, in fact at the time of his diagnosis my dad was an elder in the church, he was always active in the church, for as long as I can remember. But as for me I was far, far away. I went to church here and there, said my prayers every night and figured that was enough.
In my time of desperation and helplessness, I turned to the one that I always knew would be there. But as my dad got better I again strayed away, as if I didn't need God anymore. A little less than to two years later, my dad was told that his cancer returned. I was floored, I just couldn't understand why this was happening.
I again turned to the one that I always knew would be there. This time was different, I came to the realization that how could I ask God to help me if I wasn't willing to help myself. I threw myself in his in His word, searching the scriptures looking for answers. It was like looking at a blank page and the only words that I could read where "And immediately Jesus stretched forth his hand, and caught him, and said unto him, O thou of little faith, wherefore didst thou doubt?" Matthew 14:31 (King James Version). It was like God was speaking directly to me. Four months later I gave my life to Christ. (My dad said that he would go through cancer a million times if it would bring all his children to Christ.)
Since then my dad was diagnosed a third time, but I wasn't as afraid. He ended up opting for alternative methods, where in his case have been very successful. And though the road has been bumpy and occasionally I may stray a little, I still know my way home. I know that what ever comes my way that God will give me the strength to endure. These days I just walk by faith.
The picture above is me and my dad, I was nine months pregnant with my second child, 5 1/2 years after his initial cancer diagnosis. It has now been over seven years and the doctors call him a mystery because his cancer has not grown, actually they are not really sure if he has cancer at all. They call him a mystery, I call it a blessing, a miracle. God has blessed me in so many ways. God is good, always.