I’ve said it before, but it really is overwhelming knowing so many are praying for me. I have to say, though, I’ve struggled at how to really pray for myself. I took solace in the passage from the Bible that talks about how the Holy Spirit prays on our behalf when we don’t know the words.
But on my run Sunday morning, I had time to really be by myself and think. I needed to know what to pray. And it occurred to me that God made my body, and he knew what it would need to go through. I have this cancer, and I have to go through the treatment. That will not change. So my prayer is that God will make my body strong. Strong enough to withstand these treatments with good health and a good attitude.
And so I’ve decided not to worry so much about the fact that I still feel pretty well. It seems wrong to be almost done with the second “bad” day still feeling ok. I’m going to enjoy my good days, knowing that the chemo is doing its job, and that God is making my body strong to withstand it longer than anyone expects.