OK, see this picture to the right, unlike most of you, I no longer have one of these in my neck. My thyroid had turned to an ugly bulgy cancer - a big tumor I am told - before they took it out. Today I went to my yearly post-cancer check up and was reminded of God's grace and provision.
First off, I remain cancer free, with no sign of any new mass. I read Psalm 139 this morning:
You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion,
as I was woven together in the dark of the womb.
You saw me before I was born.
Every day of my life was recorded in your book.
Every moment was laid out
before a single day had passed.
How precious are your thoughts about me, O God.
They cannot be numbered!
I can’t even count them;
they outnumber the grains of sand!
And when I wake up,
you are still with me!
But for a nagging thought that I needed to go to the Dr. four or so years ago after years of good health and no annual check ups, I might be very sick or even dead today. But God was thinking of me in his provision and grace. And the moment of salvation was laid out before I was even born. So today, I will allow myself to run my fingers through Jackson's hair, to hug Cailin with great enthusiasm and enjoy a special celebration lunch with Laura. I am here and I am well, and God is good!
I forget that every day is a gift - something I had learned from cancer just a few years ago - far too easily. And I am thankful for the Dr.'s visit today as a good reminder to rejoice in the little things. May I live in that truth more fully tomorrow.