After five months of weight loss and lack of appetite, my mom has finally been diagnosed with something we were not expecting: small cell lung cancer. Lung cancer, as a whole, is among the deadliest of cancers. Small cell lung cancer is particularly so with a five year survival rate of less than 1%. I am facing the reality that if statistics are true, I will lose my mother before I turn 26.
Still, I remind myself that less than 1% is still a chance, a chance that my mom will be around for many years to come. I unashamedly ask God for what most doctors would consider to be a miracle and I am reminded that God has worked through many seemingly impossible circumstances. The walls of Jericho, David and Goliath, the death and Life of Christ. There is always hope, even as I face what seems impossible.
I humbly ask you, dear reader, whoever you are, whatever you are doing, to take a moment and pray for my mom right now. Pray for healing, for peace, for comfort, for wisdom, and for God's provision. May God's light be shown even in the darkest of circumstances...
If my God is with me, whom then shall I fear, whom then shall I fear?