Hear His voice, He speaks to you in silence, gently, with such sense of humor sometimes that you find yourself laughing with Him. The first time I learned that I need to undergo surgery, I asked Him these simple questions:
Lord, would I have to bear another scar? He answered; Yes, but this time I’ll make sure that it would look better than the first. True enough, though it reached a long 9 inches, the cut was clean, it’s a long straight line.
I am afraid Lord, I don’t want to undergo another surgery. Then He whispered, Don’t you worry, I’ll hold your hands and will carry you when it’s done.
I lost weight when I was at the hospital, 10 lbs. to be exact and I was worried I’ll lose even more if I have to undergo further treatments and He assured me by saying, Oh come on, you need to lose a little more. By the time you’re done, you’ll be able to wear all those medium size dresses, and those dainty Hang Ten T-shirts that you love. He had me laughing so much and right there and then, I wanted to hug Him and embrace Him tight.
The nurse at the chemotherapy unit briefed us on what to expect after each session of treatment. Some chemotherapy drugs have that immediate effect of losing one’s hair and the wise recourse is for you to have it shaved, as in bald head? Then I heard Him whispering in my ears again; Why, don’t you want to wear those trendy and fashionable head gear? But I assure you, you won’t lose your hair. So I asked my oncologist if I won’t go bald and she told me that medications for colon cancer are quite safe from that. Then I felt Him nudging me, I told you and you won’t believe. Forgive me Lord for doubting you even for a minute.
At some moments when I feel so down, I remember that God chose me to share His suffering and I am privileged that He trusts me enough to bear my cross. Dear Lord, thank you for making me so special in your eyes.
“Life is not measured by
the number of breaths we take,
but by the moments that take
our breath away.”
Dreams And Escapes 