I just can’t QUIT smiling!
I’ll be truthful, when I first read the various assignments for this week’s Online Bible Study Blog Hop, I stopped at the very first one…the one I chose, and muttered, “Where do I start…which story should I use?”
And you ask…”Okay Bethany, what were the choices?” You can see each choice, along with the other blog responses at Melissa’s Online Bible Study Page (I posted the direct link to her post from today). Not that I didn’t like the other choices, but I just couldn’t get past the first!
Here was the assignment I chose:
1. Prevail – Have you ever made plans only to have God completely redirect them? Share how His plans blessed your life or the life of those around you. “Many are the plans in a person’s heart, but it is the Lord’s purpose that prevails.” ~ Proverbs 19:21 NIV11
…And my friends out in blog land that know my story go, “Oh wow…where is she going to go with this one?”
I wasn’t sure where to start here either…so many stories of how God has completely taken over, changed my course and completely shattered and rebuilt the foundation of my life.
However, I thought I would focus on more recent events, rather than go over past posts (feel free to read back a few months ago if you are a first-time guest…it will get you caught-up a bit).
Life has its storms…splash, splash…
I still remember the day like it was yesterday. I was sitting there in the early hours on a Sunday morning, wide-awake before the kids (a rare occasion). The sunlight was barely shining into our bedroom and I looked at Steve, sleeping very peacefully. Our lives were FINALLY getting pieced back to a bit of normal ground. I had just received my plasma exchange treatment for my GBS and a few short weeks earlier had learned that my two malignant brain tumors were still “gone” (doctors were still very determined to define the correct medical synopsis…for it wasn’t a “cure” or a “miracle” but both tumors were simply “missing.”). I went from walking with a cane to walking at a descent pace with no pain…still exhausted, but pain-free I was FINALLY able to sit on the floor and play with my boys again! I was able to keep food down and had just moved from eating one smoothie a day to two meals 🙂
The rain is slowing…
(Picture from June 2012)
I sat there on the edge of the bed, looking at my husband and then glancing at my phone, looking at the picture i had taken just yesterday of my 2 boys sitting in the bike carrier right before my first bike ride in over a year! I just stared. Wondered. Questioned if all of these good times were about to come to a crashing halt…again.
Rain clouds rolling in again.
(Picture July 14, 2012)
That morning, July 15, 2012 I had taken a test and discovered that I was pregnant.
For those healthy, planning, moms-to-be, this news would come with excitement, anticipation and the ever-so-popular need to tell just a few people just because the news is burning up inside of you. But for me, one who had literally just completed my last round of chemo a few weeks prior, followed by IVIG and plasma exchange…I felt at a loss for hope. My one and only thought was simply, “Why would God allow more loss in my life…right now?” My thoughts were echoing back to the reality that a chance a baby could survive in my healing body, filled with so many toxins and medications would be more than just a miracle…it would be cheating death.
I remember hearing our youngest cry-out and then looking at my motionless sleeping husband. After trying a few times to wake him up and get his attention, I just blurted out, “Honey, I’m pregnant.” I remember he was squirming a bit until he heard those words and just froze.
Now turning into awkward silence…
But seriously, what would you say? We both ended and I left to get the boys up for church.
That morning at breakfast Steve and I had one of those spelling bee type of conversations.
Steve – “So, when did you find out about the b-a-b-y?”
Me – Just this morning.
Steve – Why did you even think to question it?
Me – I just felt weird and really thought I would just rule it out before going back to the oncologist tomorrow.”
Steve – I wounder what he will say.
Josh (age 4) – Who?
Steve – Nobody…oh look…we need to get ready for church!
The next few days our conversations continued much in this manner, e
specially after my appointment with the oncologist ended with his stern disapproval of the pregnancy and his desire to continue treatment without the pregnancy (read between the lines there).
My mind was whirling…
We can’t tell the kids
Can I do anything to better this child’s chances of survival?
Can anyone tell I’m hiding something?
I’m sick…again! SERIOUSLY??!!
I just lost my trusted oncologist…now what?
What if the cancer returns?
What if my CIDP or GBS returns?
It’s storming…I’m wet…again…
I remember heading to the Pregnancy Resources Center a few days later after that morning, just to get the “real” test done. Steve was texting throughout the morning. The test came back positive and it was then official I went through the many OB doctors…many of whom did not feel comfortable with my case. I had to wait until I was around 9 weeks to actually meet my OB…and what a meeting that was.
I’ll never forget the first time I saw Matthew on the ultrasound screen, not knowing if this child was a boy or a girl…and I saw life…I saw and zoned-in on one, small, everr-rhythmic detail…his little heart was beating (and at a great rate too!). The OB confirmed the ultrasound and scheduled follow-up ultrasounds to ease both his and my our concerns. Seeing our miracle literally grow before our eyes on the ultrasound screen was just beyond words. I went from demanding Steve be with me for every ultrasound, to having faith God would guide and going on my own.
(January 8, 2013…31 weeks)
Tomorrow, I will be 36 weeks along on this journey God has once again taken control and guided. I still have questions and fears:
Will he be okay after birth?
What if the due date is wrong?
Am I supposed to feel this way?
Is he moving too much?
Should I eat that?
Do we have everything ready?
Are the boys ready?
Am I ready?
…And I still don’t have the answers I want, but I have an amazing God that is in control, which in returns means I am NOT in control (I’ve found comfort in that a LOT lately).
So many of you out there choose not to comment here, but send emails, or comment on my Facebook or just plain ol’ call! I LOVE them all! When I created this blog during my intense medical issues, I created it just so family and friends would quit calling and have everyone on the same page 🙂 What started as a convenient means of transferring info, ended up blasting off to over 500,000 visitors and I haven’t looked at my subscription list…its just too overwhelming! The stories YOU (the readers) have shared and the encouragement YOU have given our family just echoes God’s control in our life. We didn’t want (honestly) all of the medical issues and the need to have a blog like this out there…yet, God took over and made it a ministry that I could have never imagined…especially using some of the darkest hours of my life to date.
So I keep blogging.
God keeps leading.
You keep reading and encouraging.
Maybe one day I will write a book…maybe…
Matthew’s due date is March 15th. This story is far from over…as you well know.
When the doubts and questions enter my head, daily and I am reminded constantly that I am SO not in control…I actually end up smiling. Why? Because I think, “Oooohhh…what’s God gonna do through this?” Patience on my end isn’t always the easiest…but God always shines through.
It’s just our decision if we are simply going to get drenched in the storm, or hold His hand and dance in the rain.
Have a great week everyone!