In spite of the sadness that lurks behind every pink shirt, and "In memory of" sign, there was infectious joy. Perhaps it was a fresh embracement of life, a celebration of family and a resurgence of hope. But really, there is comfort in know we are all in this together.
We share fallen less-than-perfect bodies, we share grief, we share fear. And together those devastating emotional experiences have less power over us.
So yesterday, I walked in honor of my sister Helen Ann, who just finished her breast cancer treatment a few weeks ago, and my friends Candy and Jackie - two younger women who are survivors. Plus, I walked in memory of my sweet cousin Monnie, who lost her fight with breast cancer a few years ago.
|Some members of my small group. Jackie, in pink, is a survivor! |
Candy wasn't there, but her husband John (tall guy in back)
and daughter Brianna (middle) walked.
Eight years ago, an unusual lump sent me into a tailspin, which was a culmination of years of fear. For two weeks, until testing revealed it was nothing, I was a mess. I couldn't eat; I couldn't sleep. It was an unnatural oppression of fear. And all my mature-Christian thinking couldn't get me out of it.
I told my friends I was having tests, and I asked for prayers. Plus, I prayed non-stop. But I got no relief from the fear.
|My, my niece Victoria and|
my little sister Liz
I had that dream weeks before the breast cancer scare, and couldn't understand its meaning. But in an instant, God revealed it: In order to escape the storm, I had to humble myself.
But Lord, I said. I have humbled myself before You! I've confessed all my fear.
He answered me: Now confess it to others. Humble yourself before others.
God gave me James 5:16 as the healing for my fear:
Therefore confess your sins to each other and pray for each other so that you may be healed. The prayer of a righteous man is powerful and effective. James 5:16 NIV
So I did my own little victory walk yesterday. And it felt really good. Praise God!
In His Love,