Only Believe...

It seemed like this week there were more people that I know, either by acquaintance or closely, who were facing intense medical tests. Maybe I was just noticing this because I myself was facing such a situation. October was Breast Cancer Awareness month, yet I wasn't even connected to that fact when my Primary Care Doctor suggested I go for a basic mammogram.

I had already had one a few years ago because of a concern but that was several years ago. Now at my age its strongly suggested to go yearly. I went with that, "its routine" attitude, leaving the newly remodeled facility feeling great for getting it done and thanking God I come from good genes of longevity and health. That elated feeling flew with great speed out of my living room sliding glass door when I saw the caller ID telling me the call I was receiving was from the hospital that did my mammogram. The thought of no news is good news but a "call back" can't be good, sent a chill down my spine.

The woman on the other end gave me the routine as vague- as- you- can- be description of why I needed a diagnostic mammo as well as a sonogram immediately. As I pressed for more specifics she continued to repeat there were "changes" that needed to be looked at closely and I we hung up.

It is true that FEAR is based in the unknown and that for the most part John Kennedy got it right, there is nothing to fear but fear itself. "Changes" could mean absolutely anything, especially to a mind that is creatively imaginative. I didn't fear the test I feared the unknown meaning of "changes" and feared all the unproven possibilities that it could be and the many more variables of what the outcome of those possibilities could be.

It mattered not that I had just lain my hands on a woman in our church with a massive lump on her breast and the severe pain left her immediately. It mattered not that I have been teaching and preaching on Dominion, Kingdom Authority, the power of Prayer and Prophesy. I melted like that colorful crayon my son left in the backseat of my car in the middle of the summer in the Florida heat.

So after walking through this process of the dreaded "call back", having one full week to let fear creep into my mind and soul, having the actual test, seeing women with REAL cancer and problems in the halls of the women's center, and then coming out relieved and ready to eat a good lunch- my heart is full of the lessons learned. Not only that, but a deeper compassion for those who are facing the fear of disease, confirmed or unconfirmed.

This wasn't my first rodeo with fear of cancer. I had gone through this two years ago with another issue. But time heals wounds and clouds our memory of truth and sometimes we need a nudge to remember. Thanks a lot Holy Spirit!

So for the next couple of blogs I'm going to share some on faith, fear and Divine Healing. I'll see you then.