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SummaryIn October I discovered a small lump, and by Monday, I was at home when my doctor called. I screamed when I heard the word βcancerββtriple negative breast cancer, the hardest kind. Surgery wasnβt even an option that day, so I began four years of treatment: radiation, scans, and living with an open wound that never healed. One day, overwhelmed, I pulled over and poured out my heart to God, exhausted and afraid for my girls who depend on me. Then I saw a half-dead tree in my pastureβhalf dead, half aliveβand I realized Iβm being carried from death into life. Godβs peace filled me, and now I trust Him with whatever healing comes, even if itβs in heaven. π³βοΈπ
There have been many people in Amyβs life with many different plans. But when the phone rings… and the doctor says cancerβ¦ there is only one plan that actually matters.
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