For quite sometime I have been wanting to start an installment called Glory Stories, to share how God works in my life. However, for several reasons it has taken me forever to start this. For the most part every time I sat down to blog or to think about what to blog the Glory Stories would allude my thoughts. But, the other reason I have never wrote about them is fear… fear of rejection, fear of being laughed at and fear of judgment. These fears are still with me, yet, the joy in my heart from the things I have seen, experienced and prayed for are totally outweighing my fear. Also, never knew where to start, do I share my first encounter with God or a current encounter….
Today I have decided just to start and see what happens.
I think it best to start with what just happened to me this week. On Monday morning at 6:45am as the light was just begining to softly fill our bed room the phone rang. And in our house if the phone is ringing before 9am something is not right. I fumbled for the phone and with my heart racing I said, hello. It was Kayleigh telling me that pa was in an ambulance and being rushed the hospital. My heart sank and gasped for air. My worst fear!
What happened, whats going on? Turns out my father was too week to stand up and bleeding internally. All of this caused from his chemo treatments. That day my papa bear received two blood transfusions and the news that the chemo has eaten away his stomach and GI lining. I immediately notified as many prayer warriors as I could. A little side note, prayer warriors, if you have never heard that before, are family + friends who will pray along side of you and spread the word to get more prayers going for the same cause. Then next day came with 8 more blood transfusions, the bleeding was not stoping.
As I stood in my kitchen, looking out the window, cooking a huge batch of chili for our missionary here at the camp, tears rolling down my face. I had one prayer to God, please heal my father. And like a child I asked God for a sign that my father would be ok.
I am very specific when I ask for signs so I know it when I see it. I asked God to see a deer.
The bleeding did not stop and there was no deers to be seen. My hope was wavering and so was my faith. While I was sitting alone eating lunch yesterday and thinking about my papa bear, I received a text from a dear friend, Olivia. She was checking on me and my father. I told her I had no idea what to do. I think she could sense my despair. She replied saying, “Have you ever done the Our Lady Undoer of Knots prayer?“.
I had never even heard of it so Olivia sent me the link. (It is a novena – A prayer you say every day for 9 days. here is the link if you would like to join me in praying it for my papa bear Our Lady Undoer of Knots prayer). I went upstairs to get ready for mass yesterday evening and I just collapsed in tears on my bathroom floor. I reached for my phone as I sat on the white rug with my back against the bathtub and began to pray the Our Lady Undoer of Knots prayer. I prayed with my whole heart. I then picked myself up off the floor and got ready for mass. We headed down town, enjoyed a beautiful mass then walked about our little Hallmark town enjoying the Christmas lights before doing some grocery shopping.
Finally heading home up the mountain last night at 9:30pm with a car full of groceries we saw it!
Brandon slowed down and there along side the road was a deer. Beautiful, majestic, young and vibrant. The deer was only about a year old. As we got closer, proceeding with caution incase it ran into the street, it turned to look at us. It then proceeded to gracefully and slowly walk into the street. We came to a complete stop and less then a foot in front of our car it passed. Not in a rush or a hurry, just peaceful and quiet. It was at that moment that my heart felt safe. My fear and anxiety about my papa bear disappeared and I had no doubt he would be ok. Just moments before we saw the dear I was also talking about getting my father alternative treatments and forgoing the chemo. Its something thats been on my heart since this all started.
Needless to say I went to bed last night filled with peace.
Then came this morning… I received a call from my papa bear! The doctors believe the bleeding has STOPED!!!! Oh Hallelujah Hallelujah!! Of corse I was crying again + tearing up now as I write this. God is so good!!
See, God has always given me signs ever since I was little, lots of them and particular through nature. He has never let me down through signs. I know this journey with my papa bear is far from over and could turn bad at anytime, but now I have a great sense of peace knowing that God is listening and he is with us.
Oh… and I plan on sharing all of my God stories one at a time, this is just the beginning, I have a ton of them.
P.S. If you have any recommendations for alternative cancer treatments please write them in the comments below.
Love You All + Thanks For Reading,