This one hit me hard. Whether in a combination of overdoing it over the holiday weekend, poor food choices, or just "fun" side effects from the meds, it was a hard day. I was supposed to have a conference call and was so knocked out I slept through my alarm!!!
It really isn't easy to NEVER be done with all of this. Demoralizing, actually. No end in sight, and my body slowly breaks down. It's like Russian Roulette, waiting and guessing when/where/if cancer will return and how badly. I try to stay positive and "keep fighting," but this 4-year-long war has already taken its toll--on me, on my family, on those who have given their time and talents to help us. But, what am I going to do? Give up? Not a chance! So, forward we march, onward, ever onward!
I'm reminded of the words to this hymn:
Called to serve Him, heav'nly King of glory,
Chosen e'er to witness for his name,
Far and wide we tell the Father's story,
Far and wide his love proclaim.
Called to know the richness of his blessing--
Sons and daughters, children of a King--
Glad of heart, his holy name confessing,
Praises unto him we bring.
Chorus
Onward, ever onward, as we glory in his name;
Onward, ever onward, as we glory in his name;
Forward, pressing forward, as a triumph song we sing.
God our strength will be; press forward ever,
Called to serve our King.
Words: Grace Gordon, alt.
Music: Adam Geibel, 1855-1933
Throughout this journey, I've had a few experiences that have led me to believe that there is purpose in trial, that it's important to trust God and serve Him, in good times and bad. I have been chosen to be a witness of miracles, so I can testify of God's glory. At times, it seems He could make his point in much simpler ways, but perhaps there are specific individuals who need to hear my experiences in order to find faith for their own trials. As long as there is something I can do to press forward, being Called to Serve, I will.
I wasn't in much of a butt-kicking mood, so the slippers felt more appropriate.
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