“You have cancer.”
“You are going to lose the house.”
“Today is your last day at the job, we are letting you go.”
“I don’t love you anymore.”
And just like that you go from being healthy to lying on a hospital bed.
To looking for a place for your family to sleep at night.
To finding a new job.
To saying good-bye.
Today, as I was reading Christine Caine’s testimony of being healed from cancer tears filled my eyes because it reminded of another woman living in a different country many years ago who had similar words spoken to her.
Words that brought so much darkness into her heart.
Words of a sickness that could end her life.
Words that brought her to many nights stay in a hospital bed wondering if it would be within those walls that her end would come.
That woman was my mom.
By the time she was my age (25), with three little children at home she had to leave my dad in our tiny little village in Ukraine to get treatment at a hospital in a big city where she was seen by specialist doctors who only treated the worst of cases, the terminal diseases, and the sicknesses that no one could find a diagnosis for.
My dad would write her letters that she would keep under her pillow and through tears re-read every night.
Letters of love.
Letters of hope.
Letters of encouragement.
But even those letters of love and those promises of God that she would read from the Bible every day made it hard to face the cold, hard truth in such a painful, dark and lonely place.
She would become friends with the other women she shared her room with only to wake up too many mornings to the news that the new companion she had made, the one she talked with just the other day didn’t make it through the night.
Death wasn’t a foreign concept to her because she was surrounded by it every single day.
And every single day was a fight to make it through alive.
But she did make it through.
Through family members who never stopped praying.
Through the hands of the surgeon who operated on her.
Through the mercy of an Almighty Father who healed her.
And even though to this day scars remain, even though memories of that season are painful to recall, even thought she still has to take medication every day because of the surgery that was performed on her, her story is a testimony of God’s power and love.
And it’s a reminder to each of us that your doctor doesn’t have the last say.
Your banker doesn’t have the last say.
Your boss doesn’t have the last say
Your significant other doesn’t have the last say.
God alone has the last say in your life.
He determines the outcome of your story.
And He’ll get you through if you have faith.
I love these powerful words from Christine Caine.
“The same God that was with me before the phone call was the same God that was with me after the phone call. He had not changed, but I now had an opportunity to walk through a trial that would forever change me.”
And that same God is with you today.
The same God that helped her fight cancer.
The same God that helped my mom fight her own sickness.
His name has power over your diagnosis in life.
Whether that diagnosis is physical, medical, or relational.
Whether it leaves you fighting for your life in a hospital bed, looking for a breakthrough as you job search, or searching for healing from a broken relationship.
The disease, the break up, the loss that is meant to cripple you will only help you rise above with Christ.
It will only give you a testimony to tell.
Whatever your bad news is today you take it straight to God.
Hold on to His promises and truth in your life.
Saturate your mind and your heart with His love.
Get your family and friends involved and pray with all your might.
Put your battle gear on and fight.
Because no situation, no person, no sickness, and no bad news has the power to bring you down and destroy you.
Not when God is by your side.
Today, don’t look at the diagnosis that the doctor gave you.
Don’t worry about the amount showing in your bank account.
Don’t get depressed over the relationship that fell apart.
No matter what is going on in your life God is in control and He cares.
No matter your story.
No matter your battle.
No matter your bad news.
You have a God who heals.
A God who loves.
No weapon forged against you will prevail. (Isaiah 54:17)
Your trial may be hard to walk through.
It will change your life.
But if you allow God to fight for you, it will change for the better.
Because you will come out stronger and braver.
You will know that the God who was with you when that bad news came never left your side.
And when you have your victory you will be a beacon of hope to those struggling in their own darkness to keep on trusting God.
To never stop praying.
And to fight on.
If you are going through a hard time and need prayer know that you are always more than welcome to email me. I would love to join you in your battle and pray to God for what you are facing today.
Be blessed and stay strong in Christ. -Anna… ♥
“The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still” – Exodus 14:14