Dana's Christian Journey

musings of a thankful cancer survivor

Author: Dana

  • thanksgiving

    If you’re not careful, when you go to a foreign country you’ll tend to give the most thanks for things that may not be very important in the Kingdom of God. “I thank you, Lord, that my country is not like this one! We have so much more and are so much smarter! Thank you that our food does not taste like this food! Thank you for dishwashers and televisions! Thank you that we all have cars and that our streets aren’t so crowded! Thank you that public restrooms are so much more pleasant in our land! Thank you, Lord, that I don’t live here!”

    An even worse thanksgiving was described by Jesus in a parable:

    To some who were confident of their own righteousness and looked down on everybody else, Jesus told this parable: “Two men went up to the temple to pray, one a Pharisee and the other a tax collector. The Pharisee stood up and prayed about himself: ‘God, I thank you that I am not like other men – robbers, evildoers, adulterers – or even like this tax collector. I fast twice a week and give a tenth of all I get.’ But the tax collector stood at a distance. He would not even look up to heaven, but beat his breast and said,’God, have mercy on me, a sinner.’ I tell you that this man, rather than the other, went home justified before God. For everyone who exalts himself will be humbled, and he who humbles himself will be exalted.” (Luke 18:9-14)

    God sees perfectly! And on that day when we all see clearly, we may find everything upside down. The places in the world where the Kingdom is advancing most are those places where we would probably not want to live. Some of the children of God with the strongest faith would be pitied by most in our land. Just as the poor widow Jesus pointed out in the temple, some of the ones who are most generous would not even be noticed by those who give out of their wealth.

    It is right to give thanks for country and heritage and food, but as we celebrate this week, let’s humbly remember our greatest blessing: A Father loved the world so much He gave His precious Son, so those who realized they were lost and needed mercy could put all their hope in Him and become children of God. Our King wants to eat with us! 🙂

    “These are the words of the Amen, the faithful and true witness, the ruler of God’s creation. I know your deeds, that you are neither cold nor hot. I wish you were either one or the other! So, because you are lukewarm – neither hot nor cold – I am about to spit you out of my mouth. You say, ‘I am rich; I have acquired wealth and do not need a thing.’ But you do not realize that you are wretched, pitiful, poor, blind and naked. I counsel you to buy from me gold refined in the fire, so you can become rich; and white clothes to wear, so you can cover your shameful nakedness; and salve to put on your eyes, so you can see. Those whom I love I rebuke and discipline. So be earnest, and repent. Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with him, and he with me. To him who overcomes, I will give the right to sit with me on my throne, just as I overcame and sat down with my Father on his throne. He who has an ear, let him hear what the Spirit says to the churches.” Revelation 3:14-22

  • religions

    Five men from India were easily noticed as we stood in line at Incheon airport in South Korea. Each wore an orange robe and had a red dot painted on his forehead. We spent the night in a hotel inside the airport, but with sleep patterns still on Atlanta time, I woke up at 4:00 in the morning and decided to get up and walk around. On my walk I saw the Hindu men in a lobby area. They were sitting cross-legged on the floor with heads bowed in prayer or meditation. “These guys are dedicated”, I thought to myself.

    Our first day in China, we visited a Buddhist temple where faithful monks with shaven heads chanted, burned incense, and tended the compound. At the end of the week, we traveled north of the city of QingDao and saw a Taoist temple strategically built to give spectacular views of the mountains and the sea. Just before leaving on our trip, I overheard a Muslim decline food and drink, saying he was in the middle of a forty day fast in observance of Ramadan.

    Witnessing other religions being practiced brings a few thoughts to mind. First, I praise God for His brilliant plan to save the world. Man will never be saved by what he does… we can only be saved by what God has done. “For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have eternal life.” Other religions in this world are based on the works of the religious, but God knows we can never reach Him by our own effort. ‘You must come to Me by faith. Trust My Son and I will give you life. Salvation will be a gift of grace that prevents you from boasting.’

    I dare not arrogantly look down on the Hindu priests, who are simply practicing what they have been taught. Instead, I praise the Author of salvation, realizing that even my faith is a gift. He now tells me to love others the same way He loves me. “You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you to go and bear fruit – fruit that will last. Then the Father will give you whatever you ask in my name. This is my command: Love each other.” (John 14:16-17)

    Do you think He would give us souls? Do we love enough to ask?

    God’s truth exposes the deception of other religions, but probing questions easily come to mind. Do the Hindu priests love their false gods more that I love the True and Living God? Do the Buddhist offerings to an idol outshine what I offer Jehovah? Do the Muslim fasts and prayers to a false prophet exceed my dedication to the true Messiah?

    What if I admit I don’t even follow Jesus’ greatest commands? What if I cannot honestly say I love the Lord with all my heart? What if I do not love my neighbor as I should? The true God simply tells us to be honest and humbly go to the Source. “Come to me all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” (Matt 11:28-30) What other God invites so lovingly and supplies so abundantly? Dare we go anywhere else?

    If your love is lacking, ask and believe. “And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out His love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom He has given us.” If your prayer life is weak, ask for grace. “Let us draw near to God with a sincere heart in full assurance of faith.” If your offering to the Father is little, step out in faith and give Him what is most precious. “Therefore, I urge you, brothers, in view of God’s mercy, to offer your bodies as living sacrifices, holy and pleasing to God – this is your spiritual act of worship.”

    Because He first loved us, we can love Him. Shall we?

    “For by the grace given me I say to every one of you: Do not think of yourself more highly than you ought, but rather think of yourself with sober judgment, in accordance with the measure of faith God has given you.” Romans 12:3

  • quick note

    Since I won’t be able to send anything for a while, I thought I would let everyone know we got a good report from the doctor today. We praise God and thank you for all your prayers.

    Love,
    Dana

  • prisoner

    Many have asked about the results of my last tests at Emory. I am to meet with doctors Tuesday and they will tell me how things are. We all appreciate your prayer. Thursday, Susan and I fly to China to visit a co-worker who is teaching at a language school in QingDao. We are excited about this trip and hope we can encourage Gerry and Becky Hill and their little girls. Thanks for praying about this too!

    Several Chinese Christians have impacted my life greatly through writing and example. Many have persevered through fires we cannot imagine resulting in beautiful fruit of the Holy Spirit. THE HEAVENLY MAN is the autobiography of Brother Yun, a brother still alive today, who has been imprisoned and tortured for his faith. Listen to a prisoner of the Lord.

    God is my witness that through all the tortures and beatings I’ve received I have never hated my persecutors. Never. I saw them as God’s instruments of blessing and his chosen vessels to purify me and make me more like Jesus…

    In this prison seminary we have learned many valuable lessons about the Lord that we could never have learned from a book. We’ve come to know God in a deeper way. We know his goodness and his loving faithfulness to us…

    When a child of God suffers you need to understand the Lord has allowed it. He has not forgotten you! The devil cannot snatch you away! Jesus made this beautiful promise to his children, ‘My sheep listen to my voice; I know them, and they follow me. I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish; no one can snatch them out of my hand. My Father, who has given them to me, is greater than all; no one can snatch them out of my Father’s hand.’ John 10:27-29

    The first time I went to prison I struggled, wondering why God had allowed it. Slowly I began to understand he had a deeper purpose for me than just working for him. He wanted to know me, and I to know him, deeply and intimately. He knew the best way to get my attention for a while was to give me rest behind bars…

    I’m often asked about the rights of pastors in China. A pastor has no rights, except the rights of a slave! Everyone in this world is a slave. They’re either slaves to sin or slaves of Christ. Our ‘rights’ are in the hands of Jesus. We must fall on our knees in complete dependence on him…

    The world can do nothing to a Christian who has no fear of man.

    THE HEAVENLY MAN by Brother Yun with Paul Hattaway. published by Monarch Books in the UK and USA in 2002 portions from pages 311-313

  • act of God

    God should receive all glory for our health, our successes, and any other good thing, but the Holy Spirit also encourages us to give proper honor to people. Three doctors in Gwinnett County have spent quite a bit of time with me over the past four years. All three of these men are strong believers in our Lord Jesus and I have been blessed by their expertise, their encouragement, and their prayers. Doctor Rene Latoni and his wife, Barbara, came to our home to share the diagnosis of cancer. But they did not simply deliver bad news and leave. They shared hope of a Great Physician and we all sat down on the floor and prayed to this One that knows all. Hoyt Gazaway, a surgeon, was the next doctor we visited. As often as doctors deal with bad news, I imagine they have learned to contain emotions. On more than one occasion, I saw tears in Doctor Gazaway’s eyes as he discussed my situation. Every time I was on his operating table, he prayed with me before surgery. Alexander Saker is my oncologist in Gwinnett County. Dr. Saker is a kind man who loves God and encourages me in faith. He is also a splendid doctor who accepts a humble role in helping patients fight horrible diseases.

    I’ve also had many fine doctors at Emory Hospital in Atlanta. My favorite doctor there recently moved to Chicago. Dr. Redei is from Hungary and looks a bit like Bono of U2 fame. Under a rough exterior is a kind man who genuinely loved me. An unselfish reason I desired God to heal me miraculously was that I wanted to be a sign to Dr. Redei that there was a Father in Heaven who had power to do all things. His wife, also a doctor, is a Christian, but I often detected a bit a skepticism in Dr. Redei. But there is no doubt God used this man to help me. He not only was knowledgeable about my disease, but he knew how to motivate me to keep fighting. I’ll never forget his words as I was lying in a hospital bed, shortly after my stem cell transplant, thinking things would never get better. With his thick accent he chided, “What’s wrong with you? I’ve got an eighty year old patient down the hall who’s tougher than you are!” As weak as I was, I think I still had enough competitiveness to at least try to keep up with a patient forty years my elder…

    Just recently, my wife had a conversation with the doctor that helped deliver our three children. Somehow, the subject of “amniotic fluid embolism” came up – a condition where the amniotic fluid enters the bloodstream of a mother who has just given birth. The doctor said this was fatal 100% of the time, but Susan corrected her. “When I was born, my mom had an ‘amniotic fluid embolism’ and she is still alive today!” Doctors used every bit of her type blood in all of Chattanooga and had blood flown in from New Orleans to keep her alive. Susan’s mom was in the hospital four months, but today you’ll not find a healthier eighty-one year old than Lou Taylor. We have a newspaper clipping from August of 1959 with a picture of the mother and daughter who survived quite an ordeal. After Susan told this story, her doctor replied, “Well, that was an act of God!”

    Don’t you love ‘acts of God’?

    “Praise the Lord. Praise God in his sanctuary; praise him in his mighty heavens. Praise him for his acts of power; praise him for his surpassing greatness… Let everything that has breath praise the Lord. Praise the Lord.” Psalm 150

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