Last year at this time I was celebrating the release of my book Little Women, Big God and facing the possibility of cancer. The month my book released my doctor sent me for a sonogram for a mass around my right ovary. Then she sent me for an MRI. Then she sent me to an oncologist.
Since I lost both of my parents to cancer, just calling to make an appointment with a GYN oncologist rattled me. I had to wait two months for surgery. My extended family wanted me to get a doctor who could see me sooner. Waiting was hard on them too.
While the possibility of ovarian cancer shook me, I experienced a peace that surpassed understanding. My son commented, “Mom, you seem calmer about this than you do about everyday hassles.” I’m not sure that was a compliment! But it was true. This was bigger than I could handle. I had to lean on God. Every time anxiety started to surface I declared His promises. Continue Reading