October seems to be the month that highlights some global afflictions and diseases.
It is always good to be aware and to speak of our issues, devastating as they may be, but I wonder, why always highlight the negative ? Why not, just sometimes, highlight the positive ? Which month can we choose to highlight, the month of Good Health, that we can be aware of our blessings with thanksgiving, instead of curses, living with fear and trepidation. Who invents these months of Whatever anyway ?
Mental affliction is one, and lately Cancer has found its niche of awareness in October too. As I said, it is good to hear the stories of others who have suffered these afflictions and diseases. It is good to know that one is not alone in difficult times – as long as it leaves a residue of hope.
Where I live, October is well on its way to Spring, and Spring speaks of new life, and new life always brings hope.
I hope that as I share my encounter with cancer it will leave that residue of hope.
On reflection now, I thought I saw the ghost of cancer in the corridors of the Scan Imagining building, when I visited there a few weeks ago.
She was a little, seemingly old, lady who had an ashen face, with a turban on her head.
She was small and quiet, with knowing eyes that were observing the comings and goings of the other patients there, while she waited for her turn for treatment. It seemed obvious that she had been there before, and suffered the chemo therapy, that may have left her looking like the ghost of cancer.
I did not pay her much attention at the time. And I am sorry now, for I missed the random opportunity, as I passed her by, to give her a warm smile of encouragement – which she may well not have needed, as she seemed surrendered in her wait.
I was preoccupied with getting through the procedures of the day. Foreign procedures of bone scans, drinking lots of liquids in waiting rooms marked ‘Nuclear Medicine’ !! Enough to send the ‘majeebees’ down the spine and ignite the imagination into orbit. These scans would show up images, that could reveal the tell-tale signs of cancer in the internal parts of the body.
The scene was fitting too, for the huge scanning machines were quite intimidating, impressive, but intimidating. Like a giant submarine, ready for launching into the deep.
And into the deep I went, with many images being taken of my ‘insides’.
As I lay there, between scans, my eye caught the little screen above to the left, which I thought at the time, were reflecting the images of my internal organs. “At the end of this,” I thought, “these people will know me from the inside out” – chuckle ! But I turned my gaze away, for I did not need to look at something I could not make head or tail of.
So instead I took the time to ponder on just how fearfully and wonderfully I am made. The body is just the outer part of me, then there is the internal me, that makes me function well on the outside. A whole marvellous, (maybe not as pretty as our magnificent universe out there among the stars), but our very own inside universe, real in its own right ! Carefully designed, expertly operational, well orchestrated for detailed absorption, nourishment and distribution for me to be functional and healthy.
The human me – a walking talking miracle !
“But wait, there is more” I thought as the time passed. Beyond the internal organs, there is the soul me. Not quite sure of its exact location in the body. Probably in the brain with its own magnificent design and structures to house the intellect, the will, and the emotions embedded in memory, with the ability of consciousness or awareness that harnesses the signals coming from without, … and the thought life from within !
You would think that this is enough marvellous creation-force to complete the whole of the human me. But no – there is more !
There is the spirit me – a very delicate work indeed. The invisible spirit me, which is the real me. This creature called Me, goes very deep. You have to dig deep if you want to know the real me …. if I allow you !
It is in the arena of the invisible, the impartial subconscious – and this, I believe, is linked to the spirit realm. A personal porthole, if you like, into a much bigger story, …. of glory !
Now, enter a new scene in the adventures of me. The spiritual realm is a mystery. It is a place where my Creator lives. He is the original Originator ! He fearfully and wonderfully made me, with light and probable nuclear forces at work too. He designed and knitted me together in my mother’s womb – my bones, my sinews, my muscles, my precious organs and my flesh.
A place where the impossible is possible, where wisdom and knowledge are kept in waiting rooms – not marked Nuclear Medicine, but Truth and Revelation. A place where Joy and Peace live side by side.
But, there is another story at play. The spiritual realm is also a place where huge battles are fought, sometimes won, sometimes lost. A place of very dark vicious and powerful influences ! Influences that want to steal, kill, and destroy the whole of me.
So my God, in His wisdom, made a battle plan for victories to be won. A plan to destroy the works and influences of darkness.
The plan is the gospel of Jesus Christ. It makes for a most amazing, wonderful story – the greatest story ever written ! You will find it in a book called The Bible – an all time best seller ! Put it on your ‘Must Read List”
In the Book, the plot is centred around Jesus Christ. God says when I accept Jesus, His Son, as the Saviour and Lord of my soul, and thus my life, I become reborn. I become a new creation. A brand new me ! Yes, there is a new world coming !
And so begins new adventures for me !
For a new creation person in this world, it does not mean the discarding of the ghosts of cancer. Cancer which can and does thrive on harbouring fear, ignorance, (which often work together) intimidation, manipulation, mangled mutations, malignant growths and even awful mutilation – all products from the horror factory. Not to mention an intense strangling and plummeting of the emotions, for all concerned in the cancer story. Cause as much deformation and destruction as far and wide as possible, – is the end goal of evil.
But a new creation person can overcome these evil negative things – (and therein lies yet another story!) There is always faith hope and love in their armoury, stout weapons that carry weight and power, to the ultimate victory in Christ.
For it is in-Christ, that we are made more ready for, and indeed become the New Creation. Yes, there is a new world coming !
Go ahead and read the long, and very brilliantly written interwoven stories that make up the amazing story of God and His love. A story of victory and beautiful, beautiful restoration ! A story He has written for all, and let it pertain to you too. Become an Over-comer, get to know the story, and become part of the New Creation that is coming.
Make it your adventure too.
And take Hope home !
2 Corinthians 5:17
Therefore, if anyone is in Christ he is a new creation, old things have passed away; behold all things have become new.