Why Didn’t You Have Surgery/Mastectomy?

I have been asked this question in various forms more than any other question since my diagnosis. When doctors diagnose breast cancer at earlier stages, they often encourage their patients to get a mastectomy because the procedure promises to remove most if not all of the breast cancer cells from the patient’s body. Because my cancer was diagnosed after it had metastasized (the cancer cells from my breast tumor had moved into my blood stream and travelled all throughout my body), surgery would provide me with no substantial benefit. Even if the breast tumor was removed, a whole army of tumors would remain in my bones and liver.  There was no stopping my cancer through surgery by the time we knew it was there. 

And if I went under the scalpel today, I would also risk my cancer growing because I would have to stop all other treatments for weeks prior and after surgery.  We don’t want to risk letting my cancer grow unchecked for any prolonged period of time.

A Time Travel Memory

april-and-aprilI’ve always liked the idea of time travel. It is evident by my taste in entertainment (books, movies, etc.) as well as a theme in my imagination.

I distinctly remember a moment in my life when I was about 8 years old. As I was lying on my bed looking out my bedroom door down the hall, I imagined that my future self came to visit me. I imagined that 30 year old April traveled back in time to visit 8 year old April. I realize that this in and of itself may cause you to never take me seriously again but alas this is a true story. I pictured what my older self would look like and say to me.
In my 90s influenced brain I thought I would be wearing a brightly colored pant suit with heels and sporting long hair (I was really into having long hair then). I’m fairly certain my younger self would be disappointed that she/I didn’t grow any taller than “we” are but maybe she wouldn’t have noticed with the heels. I do think I could pull off the sophisticated look my little self was hoping to achieve. Some things influence your style your whole life. My favorite color has been purple since I was 2 after all.

When I was eight, I imagined that my “grown-up” self would tell me hints about the way the rest of my life would go. Clues about who I would marry and how many children I would have. Of course my older self couldn’t tell me anything too specific because we can’t mess with the whole space-time continuum thing! That and an eight year old really can’t think of too many details for what grown up life would be like. So I gave my future imaginary self a break and let her be vague but say really cool things about how great I am.

It was a fun past time one afternoon in my childhood. And I honestly haven’t thought much about it since. But today as I was rehearsing in my mind all the struggles in my life right now, I remembered me as a little girl. I’m 33 years old now. I’m basically the age I expected a grown up to come talk to me.

So what would I say today to little April sitting on her bed with her eyes wide and ears attentive?

Ironically, probably what I thought I would say when I was eight! I wouldn’t tell her about the hard times. I wouldn’t tell her about the people she would lose, her aunt from cancer, her grandfather from Alzheimer’s or her baby boy hours after he is born. I wouldn’t worry her with all the years she would wait and wonder if she was ever going to get married. I wouldn’t burden her with the financial struggles. I also wouldn’t lament to her how hard raising a family and ministering to people can be. And I’m glad I didn’t tell her and that I didn’t know.
Today the Lord used this memory to remind me of His faithfulness. God has been good to me. He did provide a godly man to marry (finally at 29 years old!). He has given me two healthy children to raise. He has given me many ministry opportunities within the church. His has met my needs, comforted my heart and blessed me more than I deserve.

It is so easy to grumble and complain. My heart is so quickly discontented.
In James 5:7-11, the author addresses some poor Christians who are suffering unjustly both at the hand of the rich and for their faith. They are told to be patient in the trial and not to grumble about it. Because Jesus is coming back and will one day make all things right, we can be patient when things are hard. I need to be patient in my outlook. So many times I want do and change things and God has just called me to patiently endure. He says those who remain steadfast will be blessed. I don’t want want to forfeit my reward or my testimony by complaining.

Life is hard, but God is aware of my sufferings. He is also bigger than them. He is worthy of my praise and trust no matter the circumstance. And not once has He ever forsaken me. There is purpose in all that the Lord allows and He is compassionate and merciful to me, His child.

If I went back in time, I could tell little April all day long of the ways that God has proven Himself faithful. But today I pray that the Spirit does not let this grown up April forget this wonderful truth. I feel confident that 60-year-old April would tell me the same thing!
James 5:7-11

Be patient, therefore, brothers, until the coming of the Lord. See how the farmer waits for the precious fruit of the earth, being patient about it, until it receives the early and the late rains. You also, be patient. Establish your hearts, for the coming of the Lord is at hand. Do not grumble against one another, brothers, so that you may not be judged; behold, the Judge is standing at the door. As an example of suffering and patience, brothers, take the prophets who spoke in the name of the Lord. Behold, we consider those blessed who remained steadfast. You have heard of the steadfastness of Job, and you have seen the purpose of the Lord, how the Lord is compassionate and merciful.

Hope For a Tired Mommy 

For we were so utterly burdened beyond our strength that we despaired of life itself. 2 Corinthians 1:8

kids-blogSometimes that’s what parenting feels like. The day in and day out can cause a mommy to despair of life itself. It is an ongoing struggle, a continuing trial. “The days are long but the years are short” the saying goes, but you know you are waking up to another long day tomorrow.

Just to be clear, I love being a mommy. I love my children. I wouldn’t trade this hard life for anything. But the reality is that I’m brought to tears more days than not.

I think this is some of what Paul talks about when he says, “the unmarried… woman is anxious about the things of the Lord, how to be holy in body and spirit. But the married woman is anxious about worldly things” (1 Corinthians 7:34). These “worldly things” include not just our husband, but our children, the grocery budget, the laundry, the calendar, all the things that we are responsible for doing to keep our home functioning.

Count it all joy, my brothers, when you meet trials of various kinds, for you know that the testing of your faith produces steadfastness. And let steadfastness have its full effect, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing. James 1:2-4

Lately I’ve found myself searching for something to make my life easier. I cried to God and my husband that I just need help! The truth is, I do have that help. If I was to have myself come to me for counsel (I counsel women and some of their circumstances aren’t too different from my own) what would I say?

I would pull out the Bible and point to Christ and the power of His gospel. Changing my circumstances isn’t the answer. Sure a few changes in our schedule and a play date here and there are good, but I can’t find my hope and salvation in an easier, more comfortable life. There will be many trials in life. Some of them I just have no power over at all. The Bible has a lot to say about trials.
God wonderfully uses trials to transform His children. What He teaches us is worth being joyful over. And at the end of life, after all these trials that God allows in my life, I will be complete in Him, not lacking anything.

His divine power has granted to us all things that pertain to life and godliness, through the knowledge of him who called us to his own glory and excellence 2 Peter 1:3

God has a purpose and plan to use a disobedient two-year-old and a teething 8 month old to conform me more into His will. There is a reason why days are hard. God is offering me divine power to handle everything that life has to offer.

But that was to make us rely not on ourselves but on God who raises the dead. He delivered us from such a deadly peril, and he will deliver us. On him we have set our hope that he will deliver us again. 2 Corinthians 1:9-10

Outside of Christ, I was in darkness and unable to manage in life, but Christ gave me a new life. He lived the perfect life of complete obedience on God that I never could. He has taken all my sin, all my despair, all my mommy failures, all my anger, all my worry, all my fear and nailed it to the cross. He has given me eternal life, how can I not trust Him to give me strength to potty train? How can I not trust Him to provide the energy I need to walk the floor with a crying baby?
God has delivered me and He will deliver me. He brings me to points where I despair because I can’t make it on my own anymore. Praise the Lord that He is teaching me to not rely on myself but on Him. He has the power to raise the dead to life, He has the power to help a tired mommy make it through the day.

Let us then with confidence draw near to the throne of grace, that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in time of need. Hebrews 4:16

I can stand in confidence (even if my hair hasn’t been washed in 3 days) knowing that God’s grace is sufficient to help me in my time of need. God is my strength and my shield, a very present help in trouble.