(guest post by Matt)
Right now I’m at Stephanie’s bedside, watching her navigate the ins and outs of popsicle consumption while under the influence of numerous intravenous drugs. We’re nestled in her hospital room after a long, yet incredible day. Today has God’s fingerprints all over it. I left off the last post in a second waiting room while Stephanie was getting a PET scan, which is the head-to-toe scan to detect any further traces of cancer post-surgery.
God has once again answered our prayers: the PET scan showed no signs of cancer anywhere in her body.
This is a HUGE praise, and a wonderful way to close the day. God has answered prayer after prayer in this process, and each and every one of your prayers had an incredible part in this. God wasn’t done performing His miracles just yet.
While we praise God for this clear PET scan, we know that we still have a significant journey in front of us. This fight isn’t over just yet, but we have the upper hand. God is on our side, and He is bigger than the enemy will ever be. I’m a sports guy, so I’m going to use a sports analogy. In boxing, some think that a larger boxer is at a disadvantage when fighting a smaller boxer. “He’s too fast, he’s too strong, he keeps getting inside.”
However, the larger, taller boxer has the upper hand. Here’s why. The taller boxer has greater reach. The taller boxer has easier shots at the head, while the smaller boxer has a terrible time trying to get in that knockout punch. The smaller boxer’s “advantages” become weaknesses because the energy will fade. The speed will diminish, the strength will subside, and fatigue will set in. The larger boxer will never run out of reach, never run out of height, never run out of what is permanently his. This is the moment when the larger boxer can deliver the knockout punch.
Often times during this journey, I have felt like the enemy kept getting the upper hand. I’d get discouraged and I’d get downright pissed. “He’s too fast, too strong… he’s getting inside and doin’ work on us.” Then when I’m at the lowest points, I look in our corner. Where does our help come from? It comes from the Lord. He strengthens us, bolsters us up, makes us larger than we are so that together in faith, we can triumph and be the last ones standing.
By now, Stephanie is fast asleep having successfully triumphed over the popsicle as she has triumphed over and over again today. I can’t begin to explain how proud I am of her, for her unwavering faith and dependence on God. I’m proud of how she’s used this circumstance to glorify Him. Like she mentioned in an earlier post, we aren’t really afraid. We know who wins this fight.
Again, thank you for your prayers and support and for being in our corner with us. Today was full of blessings and miracles from the moment we woke up to now. Oh, and for those who kept up with the blog for Stephanie’s first surgery, you’ll remember that she received an angel pin on her hospital gown from her surgeon. Well, she got another one. Angels were definitely on our side today.
Malachi 4:1-3 (The Message)
“‘Count on it: The day is coming, raging like a forest fire. All the arrogant people who do evil things will be burned up like stove wood, burned to a crisp, nothing left but scorched earth and ash — a black day. But for you, sunrise! The sun of righteousness will dawn on those who honor my name, healing radiating from its wings. You will be bursting with energy, like colts frisky and frolicking. And you’ll tromp on the wicked. They’ll be nothing but ashes under your feet on that Day.’ God-of-the-Angel-Armies says so.”