I wasn’t going to write today but felt compelled to. I wanted to talk about the treatment room where my wife and I go for her treatment one hour a day. It’s a safe room, meaning that I can cry, express what I’m feeling and be free without worrying about looking weak or seeming like I’m complaining. Plus, she and I talk and she gives me comfort.
Everyone suffering from cancer needs this, a personal place to lay things out. This is one of the most important hours of my day. I get in touch with God in this room, or at least feel much closer.
In following my purpose, I also wanted to remind all that healing comes from inside. We sometimes forget and expect God to do all the work. He has the power but we have to take the initiative, whether physical or emotional healing. Prayer changes things, but so do we. Make changes in your life, follow HIS plan not yours. I am still struggling with this so I speak from experience.
I don’t have the answers, but I’m learning patience, love, trust and faith every day. Once again, it’s the journey. Please pray for me as I continue on mine.