In all your innocence, in all your exuberance, in all your joys and seasons of life so far, can you imagine fearing terminal cancer?
I got a call tonight from a guy who has a co-worker with a 7 year old daughter. She's been battling cancer for the last 2 years and has been in remission, but after receiving some test results this afternoon, learned the cancer has returned. And there's nothing they can do. Nothing they can do.
But how... tell me HOW ON EARTH do you receive news like this? How do you accept that it's her and not you? And you so desperately desire for this monstrous cancer to invade you, not your precious little girl?
I think being people of faith, knowing and having received the greatest Love of all, you don't accept it. What you accept is that science is science, that doctors are just human, and that the God you serve is a powerful and mighty God, that He didn't bring 7 year old Elise into this world without purpose and intention. What you accept is to speak His Name alone brings healing and that it's not done until He says so. And I don't believe He's said so yet.
Pray for Elise. Pray for her life here on earth, that God shines His light so bright from within her. That laughter and life and love and breathe overcome this cancer within her. I believe it.