Christine here: Today and next Monday, my dear friend and writing peer, Sandi Rog, will share her battle with cancer. You won't want to miss the telling of her inspirational victory, starting with chapter One today.
Who
would be able to sing to my kids the way that only their mother could? Who
would prance in to Chelsea’s room in the morning (when Mom was feeling like
herself and not like MS had her in its grip), and sing to her and kiss her ALL
OVER? Who would teach my kids to laugh at life and their mistakes? Who would
teach my son that God planned for him to grow bigger than his sisters so he can
protect them, and protect those weaker than himself? Who would love them as
deeply as only a mother can?
~~~~Christine here: Please come back next Monday for the next chapter of Sandi's battle.
Drop by Sandi Rog's blog links sandirog.blogspot.com
and her blog on beating cancer beatcancerwithb17.blogspot.com
And take a look at Sandi's awesome books that are in my group of favorites. She's a historical, adventure-epic style writer, with strong spiritual threads, and deep romance. I highly recommend all her novels.
The following wasn’t easy to share, and it
may not be easy to read, but I have to be honest. There’s always a lesson to be
learned in life, and this was a powerful one for me.
Not sure how many read my Facebook, but there
was a time I wrote: “Even if I wanted to die, you guys aren’t going to let me!”
It was true. When the announcement of my cancer came out, prayer warriors
sprang up from out of nowhere, and I knew I wasn’t going to have my way!
You see, when I found out I had a tumor on
or near my brain, all I could think of was FINALLY I can be done with this
life! I was exhausted (from already fighting MS and just the stresses of this
planet). My life has been hard. I know, I know. I think most of us can say
that. Some of you are probably familiar with my story of wanting to die at age
five after getting a beating from my dad. I couldn’t wait to grow up to get out
of the abuse and start running my own life, make my own choices. But I soon
came to learn that you don’t always reap what you sow (not on earth anyway;
it’s all waiting for us in heaven; Hebrews 4 talks about the believer’s rest).
Anyway, while I was sitting in the hospital
and the doc told me that I had a good chance to “fight this thing,” my family
cheered all around me (I had my mother, a couple aunts and my grandma there
with me). But while they were cheering, . . .
I got ANGRY.
Heck, I was prepared to leave on a GRAND
TRIP, something a million times better than going to Hawaii! I was going to
HEAVEN to finally be with my Lord and Savior! I’d already written posts on my
blog about what I think it’d be like to meet Him. But my doctor’s words made all
those dreams of FREEDOM come to a screeching halt.
Now I had to FIGHT AGAIN?! I didn’t want to
fight anymore! I was done FIGHTING! Please God, just let me DIE already, will
ya? I was EXHAUSTED from the trials of this life.
Yes, I’m afraid that was my thinking.
I won’t name all the trials and heartache
and crisis’s I’d faced up until that point. Let’s just say, MS was taking its
final toll. It was the icing on the cake, so to speak.
Yes, I had FOUR children and a loving
husband (still do), but I saw absolutely no value in myself. I figured, my
mother-in-law would do a better job raising my kids than I would, so I could
die and let her do it! And my hubby could easily remarry. He’s a great catch.
Truth is, I was ready to throw in the towel.
But God had other plans.
Many of you realize my diagnosis came on
the very day my first book released. I didn’t even get to have the pleasure of
fully enjoying that success, the type of success every writer dreams of
experiencing. To me, it was just another disappointment that I would live with
. . . story of my life. I wasn’t allowed to reap what I sowed. Not on this
planet, anyway.
But . . . it was a blessing. Bittersweet, I
might add. One of the greatest successes of my career was shared on a day I was
told I might not have long to live. God managed to soften that blow.
Interesting. Still, I was making my plans. I was going on a trip, a heavenly
trip! Whooo, hooo! People on earth could enjoy my book (I’d just finished the
second one), so my kids would have that part of me. I’d accomplished all my
goals.
Or had I?
As the weeks of chemo went by, thoughts
started penetrating my mind . . . .
~~~~Christine here: Please come back next Monday for the next chapter of Sandi's battle.
Drop by Sandi Rog's blog links sandirog.blogspot.com
and her blog on beating cancer beatcancerwithb17.blogspot.com
And take a look at Sandi's awesome books that are in my group of favorites. She's a historical, adventure-epic style writer, with strong spiritual threads, and deep romance. I highly recommend all her novels.
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