The "C" Word

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A little girl in Rockford is dying today from a brain tumor. I do not know her or her family, but I know several friends of the family. Hearts are heavy today. Praise the Lord she knows Christ as her Savior and so do her parents, so they will see her again.

I stated in last night's post that I often have to stop myself from reading about sick kids. Cancer scares me. It scares me because it sneaks up on you. It's not like you can say, "Well, so and so had the flu and played with her last week, so that's why she's sick." It scares me because kids get it. It scares me because we don't eat organic and in the back of my head I have questions that will probably never be answered. It scares me because my kids do eat some processed foods, some canned foods, and all of the rest that "causes cancer." It scares me because I am overweight which is a risk factor for all sorts of adult cancers.

Today I have been battling that fear. It has no rationale. It is not logical - my kids and myself are happy, healthy, and fine.

In my thinking/worrying/praying today I was reminded that God knows what He is doing. If His plan is for the "c" word to affect my immediate family (already has in my grandparents), then He has a reason for it. A friend recently reminded me that God gives us grace in His time to deal with what He sends our way. If the "c" word is in our future, no amount of worrying will stop it, nor will any amount of organic food, etc. I was also reminded that God loaned me my children. They are His, not mine. He can do with them as He chooses. I need to release my hold on them and let Him have His way in their lives. I need to remember that they are a blessing to me today, and enjoy them today, because tomorrow I do not know what will occur.

I am thankful that I know the end of the story. I know that God is in control. I know that He has a plan. In that I can rest and enjoy the precious gifts He has given me.

Comments

Heather said…
I am in the middle of writing a post for my blog and so many of those same facts came to my mind this afternoon too!

What a great reminder that He is in control!
November 6, 2009 at 2:06 PM
Janna said…
I really like this post and at the end it almost seemed like I was just listening to you pray to God and give it all to Him.

I was reading how we are sent hear to shine for the glory of God and whatever he gives us we must make it our goal to shine in those circumstances.
November 6, 2009 at 9:45 PM
Anonymous said…
You bring tears to my eyes Nicole with your sweet insight and Godliness. I know that one of the hardest things a mom has to do is surrender her babies (albeit sometimes all grown up) to the Lord. He is so better equipped to take care of them than we are. He reminded me of that so many times as you and your brother were growing up and continues to do so when I struggle with you being so far away or perhaps you brother going to a country that hates Christians to witness ;) but it comes back to what you said. God is sovereign and HE loves them more than we ever could and knows what is best for all!

I love you
MOM
November 10, 2009 at 10:01 AM
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