Going to Roswell at 10 AM today for a brain MRI. Since Tuesday, I've been having buzzing in my head (like ringing in the ears). Could be a side effect of the new chemo. Could be brain lesions. Could be something inconsequential. Yes, if you're thinking that's a wide range of explanations, you would be correct! I will be called later today with the results and will be back in touch when I do.
Part B From This Afternoon:
It's still a mystery.
My MRI is relatively unchanged from my last one a few weeks ago. However, there's some potential that there's cancer in the lining of my brain near my ear canal. It's very inconclusive. So, the neuro-radiologist and my oncologist recommend that I have a lumbar tap to extract the fluid to see if there are cancer cells present. If there are…well...hat's a really hard thing. If there are not, then my oncologist really doesn't know why I'm having these symptoms and we'll have to cross that bridge (PLEASE LET ME HAVE TO CROSS THAT BRIDGE!) when we get there.
So…next step is a lumbar puncture on Thursday morning at 8:30. I'm just getting poked and prodded like crazy, aren't it? And I thought my week would be a quiet week…
My sister's church in Pittsburgh sent me this awesome hand-written card this past week. In it, they copied for me an excerpt from a devotional called, Our Daily Bread. It said, "God becomes a reality when He becomes a necessity."
God became a reality for me when I was just 16 years old. When I - with all my smarts and capabilities - thought that I had life all figured out and then I realized that I really didn't. When I started to understand that as capable as I was, I just wasn't that good. Wasn't that powerful. Wasn't that smart. I needed someone far, far greater than I in order for my life to make sense. Christ became real to me then because I discovered that I needed Him.
And that hasn't changed.
26 years later.
That hasn't changed.
I am reminded of my great need for Him daily.
Minute by minute.
Waiting for the test. Waiting for the phone call. Processing the conversations with doctors. Looking into the faces of my sweet children as I contemplate what to tell them.
What reminds you?
What reminds you of your need for God?
What circumstance or relationship difficulty or internal battle presses in on you to gently or loudly tap on your shoulder, reminding you that you are ill-equipped on your own to thrive in your own journey?
How I hope it's something.
Not because I want you to be facing hard things. Not. At. All.
But, rather, it's because I am convinced that what we think about God is one of – if not THE - most important things about us. And sometimes we need the unpleasant pressure of hard things to drive away the distractions and the chasings of the wind in order to see clearly our need for the One who created us, who loves us and who has called us to be His own.
He becomes a reality when He becomes a necessity.
I'll be back in touch on Thursday or Friday to let you know if the mystery is solved…
Much love to you