At The Edge of Our Faith

     “It is the friendliest kind of cancer,” the doctor said.  “I don’t think it will visit him again,” he added with a smile.  Basal Cell Carcinoma, a malignant epithelial tumor-a skin cancer, was born on my husband’s nose from too much New Mexico sun.  Indeed, it is the best kind of cancer to make its home on your body if cancer has to camp on your door steps.

     But the days we spent waiting for the report led us to the edge of our faith.  Like the wolf howls at midnight on the canyon’s rim, we stood and watched our future slip into another chapter of recovery: a stroke, a colonoscopy
scare, now this.

     How the imagination can be like a run-away-train.  Waiting, listening, and praying for good news-the friendly kind of cancer, dropped us to our knees.  At the edge of our faith, we learned to really lean on our Lord and Savior.  We accepted His grace, more than we deserved, and took His hand He held out to us.  We’ll overcome this obstacle as we’ve overcome our other health issues.

  Carol Dee Meeks
    
http://home.midsouth.rr.com/kmhomepage/index.html
Artesia, New Mexico

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