Courting God - October 26, 2005

To my dear Friends:
Seems like I have a need to be reflective when chemotherapy sessions are about to happen. I guess they remind me that I have cancer. I don’t often feel like I have it until I pass a mirror and see this little bald head. Then I remember. I am beginning to relax with this procedure. I can’t say that it is fun but then it’s not supposed to be fun.

Tomorrow will be my third treatment and that is a nice place to be. It marks the halfway point. The treatment does not hurt, though it does hold me captive for many hours. The next week is quite uncomfortable but causes me to stay working because being still is just too bothersome. When I look at that as the worst side effects then, I have very little to complain about.

I believe that the prayers of so many people have been the cause of such an easy reaction to this therapy. I know that God has been there when I most needed Him. He has taken away pain, anxiety, anger, and fear simply by my request. He has driven me deep into His heart. I have learned that He has great compassion and desires my dialogue with Him.

About eight weeks ago, I was eager to study Hosea, so my Bible study tackled it. Old Testament prophets are not that easy to understand so it was not a simple task to take on. We worked diligently and discovered that Hosea is a great love story.

God has amazing capacity and a driving desire to love and be loved by His people, nor is He passive. He is not the big ruler in the sky who can only hand down judgment. He will do whatever it takes to win you back to Him. I am comforted by the thought that I am called beloved. It doesn’t matter to God if I have cancer or if I am bald, or have two black eyes (which I do right now). God loves me, He always has. For that reason, my days look the same now as they did before I knew that I had cancer.

Cancer will not change my relationship with God because He is an active participant. When I don’t feel like reading my Bible, He makes me hungry for His word. When I am too tired to sing, He brings a song to my heart. When I feel completely unloved, He loves me with the actions of my husband, a card from a friend, or an email from one of you. He reminds me all the time that He cares enough to meet my needs. How lovely it is to be loved by God. This time of deepening, my relationship with God is one to be cherished. I know that I will never be the same again: and I am glad.

Thank you for your prayers, they are felt. Thank you for your cards and emails; you are an instrument of God’s own hand. Thank you for your love; you are the mirror of God. Without you, how would I know what God is like?
With all my love, Marj.

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