There are dates in our lifetime we will never be able to re-live or erase as much as we wish and as hard as we pray to God. Today is the second day of Ovarian Cancer Awareness Month, I now live knowing this horrendous disease takes wives from their husbands and mothers from their children with no sense of compassion.
When a loved one is battling cancer, she is not alone. We battle together.
Oh grief, do not consume me. I fear to stop grieving because I simply don’t want to forget her, but at the same time, I’m tired of answering everyone’s questions on how we are doing. You’ve become a slow, calculated, and nagging process; but then you wonder why most choose to skip you. Running away from you was enticing, but choosing you was the most reasonable option. You promise faster healing and relief, while running away from you would have led me bitterly back to you anyway.
I realize we don’t always have to “win” in order to win. In life, we will always lose battles; but what will always be remembered is how we behaved despite the final results. Our reactions will determine our victories, but some people reverse this. To them, their results will determine their reactions.
If your house burns down today, what will be the one item (or person) you will grab on your way out to safety? Who or/and what fulfills us? Most importantly, are we willing to sacrifice ourselves to ensure someone else’s safety? All these questions have been invading my mind in the last few weeks because what I thought mattered most doesn’t anymore.
How easy would our lives be if we could simply google our own spoilers or fast-forward to the end of our season finale? Even better, what if we had access to our next season before it premiered?
Good ole Peter, wanting to show off in front of his peers after they all witnessed Jesus “moon-walking” on the ocean. At first, their reaction was fear. “Is it a ghost?” But Jesus does what He always does, He reassures us: “Be of good cheer! It is I; do not be afraid.”
Reading these two Psalms remind us no matter how outrageous a prayer request is, God will hear us. He will always answer a prayer, but He will not always grant our request. Still, be heard!
When we fear, we refuse wisdom. When we fear, we are telling God we know better, when in reality, we don’t. When we fear men, we are giving them the authority we should be giving God.
The first time I heard this word “gumption,” it intrigued me. I didn’t quite understand what it meant, but I really liked it and I wanted to exemplify it. I wanted to live it and I wanted to be it.
Kate Winslet personified it while playing the role of Iris Simpkins on “The Holiday,” my favorite film of all times.
I am my mother’s daughter.
My mom didn’t lose her battle to cancer and we didn’t lose her. Loss describes defeat and misplacement. Ovarian Cancer did not defeat her and she isn’t misplaced. My mom won the prize of Heaven, which she didn’t deserve through her own deeds, but was given to her graciously through the blood of our Savior, Jesus Christ. Through the reassurance of her own faith, we know she’s in Heaven. Ovarian Cancer may have taken her body, but it did not take her spirit.
Ally Velsor 