The Fathers Touch
Lying on the table, everything to gain, everything to lose, I wait. Is this simply a dream or will it really happen. I know not what I’m doing and I really don’t care. I don’t mean that in a bad way I mean that in an honest, real, raw sort of reality.
Cancer likes to rob us of our hope. It likes to whisper in our ears that we are different that we are sick that we are something other than human. Cancer would like us to believe that we are stuck, somehow deserving of this disease that scrambles our cells and causes miscommunication in our body.
Treatments are varied, options many, results and statistics written by those who perform and study such things and their answers leave a dead ringing in my ears. Their words begin to sound like the clamoring noise I hear about in the Bible. At first my mind grasps any number higher than 80% but now believes very little of what I read. Science is just that, guesswork, numbers, studies, biases and the result of human intervention.
Back on the table, in a small room, I lie helpless, vulnerable and open to God’s touch. One other person is in the room but he is simply a willing conduit for the father as he (the father) attempts to restore faith, hope and a sense of humanity over a body that feels damaged and unsalvageable.
Something happens in those few hours on that table. I can’t describe what. To be honest I don’t know. But the cells that were confused somehow found a way to talk with each other. God’s touch sank deep into my spirit and my soul restoring something that cancer had tried to take away.
I don’t know what this all means. I’m not sure what happens now. I do know that the search for answers, solutions and treatments continues but something has changed.
We say we believe that Jesus will take care of our every need but few of us get the chance to live that way. I’ve been placed in a spot where I have no choice or at least more opportunity to try. Lying on that table my father (God) and I communicated in a way we’ve never done before. Cancer is trying to destroy me but it’s actually leading me on a path few get the opportunity to travel. I guess I’ll just try to sit back and enjoy the ride; it’s much better than the alternatives.
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wow, very powerful, I love reading your thughts & opinions.
wow, very powerful, I love reading your thughts & opinions.