The ugly “C” word has consumed my circle of friends lately.  My husband also has undergone treatment for this degenerating, disheartening malady.  I often wonder why God choses some to suffer through these things and others go unscathed.

When Job went through the devastation in his life, he had lost all his worldly goods, his children, his friends and his health.  He felt worthless and came to a point where he simply wanted his life to be over.  His friends weren’t much help with their words of “comfort.” They tried to understand what great sin he had committed to be so overwhelmed with trouble.

So often we blame ourselves when things look bad.  We wonder, as time and pain progresses, what we did to deserve this. We become devoured by our circumstances and it’s difficult to look beyond them.  Each day becomes a gift and yet our suffering or angst continues. At times like this, our only alternative is turn to our redeemer, just as Job did in the depths of his hopelessness.  Even though Christ had not yet come to the world, Job knew that He existed and that death would have no dominion over his faltering body.

How do you lift someone up who feels close to death, or is overwhelmed by the future?  My heart is aching for those friends of mine facing the upcoming treatments for their illness.  I wish there was something I could do to fix it, but as my husband says, “some things we just can’t fix.”

The only One who can heal bodies, lift hearts, restore waning faith, redeem sinful souls and give us eternal peace is Jesus – who suffered more than we will ever have to because of His great love for humanity.

Lord, dwell in the hearts of my friends and all who are going through painful difficulties.  Keep them strong in your promises and relieve the suffering they may endure.  In Jesus name, Amen!




As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on
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  1. Abbie says:

    Dad graduated to Heaven via the C word. I can only believe that as a recovering alcoholic/addict, with a large group of recovering friends, he demonstrated that it IS possible to endure till the end, and to meet Jesus clean.
    His home was filled with the Holy Spirit and folks saw angels. It was every bit as miraculous a thing as a birth.
    Great post.

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