Today I had my port inserted. It’s a permanent portal under my skin with a catheter into a vein, so that chemotherapy drugs can be inserted without having to start an IV. (Well, not permanent, it can be removed eventually, when I’m deemed clear of cancer and able to be off chemo.) It went very well. Right now my chest hurts a little where the incision was made, but it’s not too bad. I’ve been sleeping most of the day because of the anesthesia. It’s a pretty strange idea to have some foreign object in my chest, but this whole cancer thing is a pretty strange idea.
So I’ve been lying in bed a bit, doing some thinking, and one thing I have been pondering lately is how many Scriptures I know, but tend to treat like nice little cliches. You know, kind of like “Laughter is the best medicine” or “Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise”. Pleasant, well-known sayings with obvious truth, but not something to actually REALLY focus my life around.
So, what if I do? What if at this point in time, when I have had to realize I have no control of my life, and hand everything over to God and trust him, I take these so-familiar verses as actual step-by-step instructions, not just nice sayings? Can I really not worry about anything if I pray about everything? I’m going to try to find out.
Don’t worry about anything, but pray about everything. With thankful hearts offer up your prayers and requests to God. Then, because you belong to Christ Jesus, God will bless you with peace that no one can completely understand. And this peace will control the way you think and feel. Phillipians 4: 6,7