Monday, April 5, 2010

giving thyroid cancer the bird

Stupid thyroid cancer. My dad and my brothers rocking their i[2]y stupid cancer wristbands and giving my cancer the bird, which is completely acceptable and therapeutic, by the way. 

Sunday, April 4, 2010

my beautiful mess

"It was good for me to be afflicted so that I might learn your decrees."
psalm 119:71

The above verse was written for me. It was good for me to have cancer so I might learn more about God, to deepen my relationship with Him. If cancer is what it takes for me to learn all I have and will, then I wouldn't give cancer back if I could. I do not think cancer itself is good. In fact, I hate it. But I love the changes it brought to my life. It has been a long, hard road getting to this point, and I'm sure I'll have a different sentiment another day, but today I love how God has used my cancer for good.  I do not believe God gave me cancer, but I absolutely believe He can turn something as ugly as cancer into something beautiful. He can and He has.