This is a strange time. The biopsy weighs on my mind. At the same time, there is a disbelief about the whole thing. Surely this cannot be cancer. Surely. But this internal dialogue always ends with this one thing. It happened to Mary. Three months after finishing radiation, she had cancer again. It can happen. Will it happen to me? Surely not. Surely. But it could. But it probably isn't. So I walk this fine line of faith, much like a circus performer, my arms outstretched, wobbling a bit, but (so far at least) I have not fallen.
I'm glad for that.
Yesterday though, I realized (again) that even if I do fall, I have a wonderful safety net to catch me. I received a hand stamped card, a work of art really, a whimsical picture of two mice frolicking beneath a downspout of pouring water. "Anyone who says sunshine brings happiness has never danced in the rain". Yes. I am reminded again that some of the biggest blessings of my life have come during this very difficult winter. "A friend loveth at all times" was the proverb inside. I don't know what happens next, but I have many friends. If I lose my balance, there will always be someone to catch me, and help me stand back up. No matter what, I know that I am blessed by my friends who loveth at all times.
It is another weekend of celebration at our house. My nephew's wedding is today. Dylan is home from Fleetwood for the festivities. Family picnic tomorrow. Dylan went out to inspect my pond with a flashlight last night...and Bawly and Ghostly came to the surface. My $14.00 worth of fish live still. My cute little frog is still there. Three chance meetings left me gasping in shock this week, but incredibly, incredibly grateful. I will tell you about them another time, but I have to tell you, in addition to my friends, I am blessed by a God who loveth at all times as well.
How do people endure hard times without faith, without friends?