Counting my Blessings
Some would think it odd to say that blessings can come out of sickness. For many, having something like cancer seems like the end of the world, a death sentence for sure. No good can be found in it, nothing positive, not a single blessing.
I beg to differ.
Yes, cancer is tough stuff. The surgery, the recovery, the ileostomy, the impending chemo and another surgery. No doubt about it, it’s serious. Life-changing. But are there blessings as well? You betcha.
The challenge to any trial is this: can I find the blessings in the midst of hardship?
One is the community of love and encouragement we’ve experienced from those we know (friends, family) and those we’ve never met (at least in person). We have people praying for us around the country, in Thailand, Afghanistan, Australia, Canada, and who knows where else. People have brought us meals, mowed our grass, washed our car, run errands, provided for us in various ways. And then there’s the slew of emails and cards we’ve received from people we’ve never met in person but have a relationship with via the magic of the internet.
Another blessing is the way a trial tends to bring focus to life. This journey through cancer has opened my eyes to all the mundane things in life I used to think were so important but really don’t matter. There’s so much stuff we fill our lives with, like a cluttered room where you can’t even find the furniture. Cancer has had a way of clearing that junk out and getting me back to basics. What’s really important in life? We all need to ask ourselves that question. Sadly, it often takes something like a major illness or life-changing event to push us to do so.
While I struggle with many aspects of this cancer and treatment, I’m gonna choose to focus on the blessings, be blessed, and hopefully bless others.