My friend is facing a biopsy. It’s that season of moving into the unknown. I’m thankful that God has given her a settled sense of peace and I’m hopeful that her biopsy will be clear. As she waits, I’m posting a few blogs from the archives, from back in 2013 when I received an unsettling call.
I was working on a blog post from Psalm 1 when my phone rang. This time the unexpected news wasn’t left on a voice mail; there was no blinking light to fear. I answered the call and heard the kind lady from my doctor’s office telling me there had been significant changes since my last mammogram and I needed to come back in. I’d left her office only a few hours earlier.
The truth of Psalm 1 kicked in as I thanked her and hung up the phone. I pray no matter what the future holds—my heart stays closely tethered to truth. I pray that I continue to be ruled by the peace that is rooted in knowing that a trustworthy God has already written the script for my life story. There is no need to fear as long as I trust in Him.
He’s assured me He’s got this:
[box]“For I know the plans that I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans for welfare and not for calamity to give you a future and a hope.” (Jeremiah 29:11)[/box]
I know He has this one figured out already:
[box]For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand so that we would walk in them. (Ephesians 2:10)[/box]
No matter the outcome . . . It’s all good:
[box]And He has said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for power is perfected in weakness.” Most gladly, therefore, I will rather boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may dwell in me. (2 Corinthians 12:9)[/box]
It’s not about me and it’s not about here:
[box]Therefore we do not lose heart, but though our outer man is decaying, yet our inner man is being renewed day by day. For momentary, light affliction is producing for us an eternal weight of glory far beyond all comparison, while we look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen; for the things which are seen are temporal, but the things which are not seen are eternal. (2 Corinthians 4:16–19)[/box]
I’ve walked the road of cancer with both my parents. My mom has been in complete remission for several years. My dad’s cancer eventually moved to his brain and he never recovered. So, I’m familiar with the jagged edges of the journey when one gets a serious diagnosis. I’m not taking the call lightly, but I’m also not moving to a premature conclusion. Whatever the outcome of the tests today . . . it’s all good.
Knowing my Father is faithful and trustworthy . . . knowing He is almighty and gracious . . . I have no doubt that whatever He is doing, it is good. I appreciate your prayers that my heart will remain steadfastly tethered to these truths . . . no matter what.
I will let you know more when I know more . . . until then, join me in pressing in deeply to Him and making the most of every moment for His glory!
If you look back to the day this post originally ran, it is filled with comments from readers who were praying. I was so touched and so grateful. I received good news—no cancer. But I hope that if I’d received a different word, I would still say it is all good. Because if I truly believe that God is sovereign, and I’m truly committed to God’s glory, then I will fully embrace every affliction He has for me.
As Elisabeth Elliot once said:
“Teach me to treat all the comes to me with peace of soul and with firm conviction that Your will governs all.”
Many of us are lifting up my friend in prayer today. She knows that “God’s got this.” She’s trusting our faithful Savior—no matter the outcome.
Will you join me in covering her with prayer?
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