Wednesday, December 10, 2008

All Is Well

Thank you for your faithful prayers. Both moles were benign. (Big sigh of relief.) I am so grateful to be spared from another excision this time but I always like to add that even if the outcome of these biopsies had been different, God is still good. I hope I am able to act faithfully when the outcomes or circumstances in life are not as I hoped they would be. Beth Moore said it well on her blog this week:

Beth: "Girlfriends, Jesus is so worthy of our trust no matter what has taken us by surprise. Picture that, when the enemy asks for a little extra access to you, the only reason why God may have given him permission is because He knew you'd prove faithful. Do the thing. In the unseen realm, angels are cheering and demons are jeering. You are in the stadium and the bleachers are full. (Hebrews 12:1) Take one for the team if you have to. Be strong and courageous. Be willing to show people how it's done. Don't look for a leader. You are the leader. People are looking to you. Be deliberate. Make sure they see Jesus. We're not here all that long and then there's BLISS. Forever bliss. Till then, we're over our heads. But we can dang-well decide what kind of over-our-heads we're gonna be."

I'm not sure I have always acted faithfully over the last 2 months with all the challenges I've faced with having Grant. It has been one of the most difficult times in my life so far. I have tried to keep counting my blessings each day because there are many. Heavens, I'm lucky to be here and able to raise my child! But there have been some VERY low times. In saying this, I've started to see the good in these melanoma check ups. You see, almost every 6 months I have something biopsied and wait to hear if I have cancer and if so, how early we caught it. I wait for a phone call that could potentially change my life every 6 months. Now if that doesn't make you stop and think and be grateful for all you have I don't know what will! And so this time, in my week of waiting, I found out I could be thankful for the rough go this motherhood thing has been.

I realize that we are able to have children where many cannot and struggle mightily.

I realize that I have a cancer that can be CURED if caught early where many people struggle with painful treatments and terminal cancers.

I realize that I have a healthy baby boy where many do not and stay up nights wondering if their child will survive.

I realize that I have a husband and a family who rally in a mighty way in good times and bad and provide amazing support. Many have no one.

I realize that I am able to stay home with my child full time where many do not have this luxury especially in our current economic state.

The list could go on and on. All I'm really trying to say is that just when I start to forget how truly blessed we are, these 6 month check ups roll around and refresh my memory. :) Still really grateful these were benign, though! Thanks for all your prayers....they really do move mountains!

5 comments:

emk said...

You are very blessed, and we are blessed to be your friends!

Anjie said...

Glad to hear all is well! We will continue to keep you in our thoughts and prayers!

Laura said...

I know exactly how you feel and you described it so well. It's really hard to put into words the anxiety of having skin biopsies so often and then having to wait for the results. I've become pretty used to the routine up until the night before I get "the" phone call so I'm with ya on that. So glad someone else understands! And you're right, the best thing to do in this lovely newborn stage is to count your blessings. I promise, it all gets better so fast. Soon, Grant will be 8 months old, things will have clicked with sleep, eating, etc... and you'll wonder where the time went (the challenging times will feel like distant memories).
P.S.--Your little Grant is so cute, I love seeing pics of the little guy.

April said...

Beautifully written Lindsay. So thankful you and you family are healthy.

The Original 2 Prices said...

So grateful that you had good results. The waiting is for sure the worst. I had 3 spots of breast tissue biopsied before Thanksgiving, and the Satan sure uses the unknown to frighten and infuriate. As mommies the worrying sometimes just takes over. Thankfully, we know Who holds the future- the same One Who holds our hands. Merry Christmas!