Dana's Christian Journey

musings of a thankful cancer survivor

Author: Dana

  • tears

    These words come from Psalms 42 and 43: “My tears have been my food day and night, while men say to me all day long, ‘Where is your God?’ Why must I go about mourning, oppressed by the enemy?” Such tears, indeed, are difficult to bear, but where do they drive one who refuses to believe his God will abandon him? More words from these two Psalms: “Send forth Your light and Your truth, let them guide me; let them bring me to Your holy mountain, to the place where You dwell. My soul is downcast within me; therefore I will remember You. Then will I go to the altar of God, my joy and my delight.”

    If we allow our tears to lead us to the throne of God we may receive a different type of tears – not those of pain and suffering, but ones of thanksgiving and joy. I can’t pretend to know the pain involved in having a baby, but the most incredible tears I’ve ever seen were in my wife’s eyes as a newborn baby rested in her arms. Were her tears of pain worth those beautiful tears of joy?

    As Jesus tried to prepare His disciples for His death, He used this truth to explain the things they would shortly experience. As He has promised to return again, perhaps these words are also meant to encourage us. “I tell you the truth, you will weep and mourn while the world rejoices. You will grieve, but your grief will turn to joy. A woman giving birth to a child has pain because her time has come; but when her baby is born she forgets the anguish because of her joy that a child is born into the world. So with you: Now is your time of grief, but I will see you again and you will rejoice, and no one will take away your joy.” John 16:20-22

    If I had not known tears of pain, sorrow, and bewilderment last year, I would not have known tears of a different type. I cried when my youngest brother stood before a church in Chattanooga and shared that he admired my faith. I cried when family members and many others volunteered to donate blood, bone marrow, or anything else that might help me live. I cried often as cards, calls, and e-mails revealed how many people were praying for me. And I remember the tears one sleepless night when God showed me in a very clear way how the One who holds every star, every moon, and every planet in place also held every cell of my body in His hands.

    It may be a couple of weeks before I get to write again. May any tears that come your way this week be ones of joy and thanksgiving for all God has done. “Enter His gates with thanksgiving and His courts with praise; give thanks to Him and praise His Name. For the Lord is good and His love endures forever; His faithfulness continues through all generations.” Psalm 100:4-5

    How we need the perspective of Jesus about death! Knowing it was an enemy, Jesus came and faced the penalty that entered the world through man’s sin. “And being found in appearance as a man, he humbled Himself and became obedient to death – even death on a cross!”

    Though we often just think of the physical, Jesus sees death from an eternal point of view. As close as I may have been to physical death last year, there was a time when I was worse off. I didn’t look bad. I was healthy and strong. I was popular. I had everything a man could want, but Jesus knew I was dead. When one sees himself in such a hopeless place he cries, “What a wretched man I am! Who will rescue me from this body of death?”

    If someone discovers a cure for cancer, we will all rejoice, but there is a far more deadly disease at work in this world…and people seem to pay little attention. Sin kills. “The wages of sin is death.” But Jesus came to raise the dead! Do you hear His voice?

    “I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in me will live, even though he dies; and whoever lives and believes in me will never die. Do you believe this?” “I tell you the truth, whoever hears my word and believes him who sent me has eternal life and will not be condemned; he has crossed over from death to life. I tell you the truth, a time is coming and has now come when the dead will hear the voice of the Son of God and those who hear will live.”

    If we are intrigued by such words and want to follow, He tells us we must count the cost: “If anyone would come after me, he must deny himself and take up his cross and follow me. For whoever wants to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for me will find it.”

    And if we claim there are more urgent matters at hand, Jesus says hard things: “Lord, first let me go and bury my father.” But Jesus told him, “Follow me and let the dead bury their own dead.”

    And if we follow a while, we hear even harder things: “I am the living bread that came down from heaven. If anyone eats of this bread, he will live forever. I tell you the truth, unless you eat the flesh of the Son of Man and drink his blood, you have no life in you.”

    If we resist the temptation to walk away, knowing there is no other place to go, we shall find He really is the only One with words of eternal life. And we shall discover we need not fear. “‘Where, O death, is your victory? Where, O death, is your sting?’ The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law. But thanks be to God! He gives us victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.” I Corinthians 15:55-57

  • the greatest of these

    I really appreciate the faith I witnessed in so many who visited me or prayed for me last year. I am convinced these prayers continue to play a huge role in my health today. I also appreciate the hope expressed by many, many friends. The hope of others often lifted my spirits and helped me through a difficult day.

    By far, though, the thing I appreciate most is love. At times, we may get a little confused about what is most important, but we should remember that “love never fails”. God’s love is demonstrated in a wide variety of ways, but it is easily recognized. “Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.”

    One of the greatest sufferers of all time had some friends that teach us much. These friends really did hope Job would get well. I think they suffered as they watched him suffer. These guys also had a faith in God. They talked about Him constantly and seemed to be quite knowledgeable. The problem was they didn’t know God as well as they thought they did. They were also unaware of a confrontation in Heaven between the Creator and Satan. If you read the book of Job you might conclude that Job’s friends were long on words and theories, but short on love.

    Many years later, the apostle Paul implied that if Job’s friends had understood all mysteries and possessed all knowledge, but failed to love, they were nothing. Even if they had a faith that was able to heal their hurting friend, but had no love, they were nothing. As we serve our fellow man, let us always remember what is greatest in our Father’s sight. It is what He pours out so abundantly to us.

    “And now these three remain: faith, hope, love. But the greatest of these is love.” I Corinthians 13:13

  • joyful thanksgiving

    Many of you know our family got a great report last week. Latest tests reveal there is no measurable cancer in my blood or bone marrow. How thankful we are!

    My mom told us this news was announced Sunday in the church where I grew up and shouts of joy erupted in the auditorium. She said chills ran up and down her spine. I’ve noticed almost all the notes and e-mails I have received begin with words like these: “Thank you, God!” “Praise the Lord!” “Hallelujah!”… People are so happy for me, but the praise is going to our Father in Heaven – where it belongs!

    I’ve thought lately about the words found in I Thessalonians 5:16-18: “Be joyful always; pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.” How easy it is to give thanks now. How joyful I am about God’s will for me today in Christ Jesus. But what about tomorrow? And what did this passage mean a year ago? Last year, it made sense to pray continually, but was it possible to be joyful? Could I have really given thanks in the midst of sickness and difficulty? Was last year God’s will for me in Christ Jesus?

    Suppose last year, God said to me, “Dana, you are going to have a hard year. But if you endure, I shall receive much praise from many people.” Would I have replied, “Thank you Lord! I’ll gladly go through anything that will bring you praise”? Or suppose the Lord had said, “Dana, I’m going to allow you and your family to go through a trial like you have never experienced. But if you hold to Me in faith, I will let this difficulty make you a stronger follower of Mine.” Would I have replied, “Lord, I know I need to be stronger. I’ll thank you for anything you put me through to bring this about”?

    Paul once prayed, “May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in Him…” (Romans 15:13). So much depends on us simply trusting the Lord. If we love Him; if we’ve been called according to His purpose; “we know that all things work together for good.” Will I trust Him in this? If I do, my heart can be filled with joy and thanksgiving – for I am in His will. What safer place is there? It may not be an easy place, but Jesus has already led the way! “For the joy set before Him”, He endured the cross. He prayed that His followers might have “the full measure” of His joy. The joy of Jesus did not depend upon a painless walk, but on His relationship with the Father – so it is for us!

    “As the Father has loved me, so I have loved you. Now remain in my love. If you obey my commands, you will remain in my love, just as I have obeyed my Father’s commands and remain in his love. I have told you this so that my joy may be in you and that your joy may be complete. My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you.” John 15:9-12

  • the least of these

    Mother Teresa reminded us, “Jesus announced which will be the criteria of the final judgment of our lives: we will be judged according to love. Judged according to the love we have shown the poor, with whom God identifies. ‘You did it to Me.’ (Matthew 25:31-46)”

    I had food and drink. I had clothes and shelter. I was not in prison, but I sure was sick. Perhaps, for a while, I qualified as one of the least of Jesus’ brethren. I sure didn’t look like Jesus. I didn’t even look like myself! My mind was often so dull I couldn’t think. Sometimes, I probably forgot to say ‘Thank you’ to those that took care of me, but that didn’t stop them.

    I am not used to being grouped with the hungry, the thirsty, the strangers, the naked, and the imprisoned, but I am not ashamed. Our common trait is that we are in need. Some may say we brought these miseries on ourselves. Maybe I did do something that brought cancer into my life. Maybe my faith was too weak to believe God would heal me. But those that cared for me passed no judgment. Those that loved me loved in spite of my weaknesses.

    In Jesus’ parable, the righteous were quite surprised to learn that when they took care of the sick, fed the hungry, welcomed the stranger, and visited the prisoner, they actually served Christ. How can this be? How can Jesus be sick or weak or misplaced? Oh that we could realize what Mother Teresa and her fellow workers saw to be true: “We should not serve the poor ‘like they were’ Jesus. We should serve the poor ‘because they are’ Jesus.”

    As the Son of God came in disguise the first time – the baby of a peasant girl and the son of a carpenter – so He comes in disguise today. Shall we recognize Him? How many times have I missed Him? How often could I have served my Savior by recognizing Him in the hurting? Now that I know a little more about suffering; now that I know what it means to be helpless, I think I see the beauty of God’s call. He chose to love me in my sinfulness and shame. He chose to rescue me when I could not help myself. Will I now choose to love Him?

    The words (and actions) of Mother Teresa challenge me in a healthy way: “Jesus continues to live His passion. He continues to fall, poor and hungry, just like He fell on the way to Calvary. Are we at His side to volunteer to help Him? Do we walk next to Him with our sacrifice, with our piece of bread – real bread – to help Him get over His weakness?” “I see God in everyone, and especially in those who suffer.” “Jesus is everything to me.”

  • the Body of Christ

    One of the great blessings in my sickness has been to see the Body of Christ as I have never seen it before. Many of you are among those who wrote notes, sent cards, gave gifts, prayed, and poured out the love of God to a hurting family. I cannot describe the encouragement I received from the Body of Christ and I cannot describe the beauty I saw in God’s people. Christians from Atlanta, where I live, from Chattanooga, where I grew up, and from many other places prayed for us and helped us. Christians from Brazil and West Africa and South Africa and Russia and Mexico and Europe and Jerusalem prayed for me to recover. Friends I grew up with, people that taught me, students I have taught, players I have coached, parents of students and players, people I have gone to church with, fellow workers, children, and some people I don’t even know prayed for me and loved my family in incredible ways. I am sure not worthy of such love.

    One day, if God will help me understand it, I may try to write about the power of prayer, but today I want to share something about the Body of Christ. Much debate has taken place over the years about who makes up this Body. There’s really a pretty simple answer. The Body of Christ is made up of the friends of Jesus who have put true faith in Him. Jesus revealed through parables the separation that would come at the end of the age (see Matthew 13:24-43), but that’s not our job. “The Lord knows those who are His.” Our job is to love one another. It is this love that I witnessed in the Body of Christ.

    Now it is true that if all those Christians who prayed for me were put in the same church building and told to worship together, disagreements might surface. But here’s something I believe to be true: If my hospital bed had been moved to the center of a large gym and all these friends had come to visit me at the same time, I don’t believe there would have been a single argument. What friend of mine, standing next to a dying man, would want to argue with another friend of mine?

    Perhaps this illustrates a bit of the wisdom of our Father. If the children would just gather at the Cross, where would be the division? What friend of Jesus, standing next to the Cross, wants to argue with another friend of Jesus? At the Cross we’re all the same. We know we’re the ones that put Him there, yet He shed His blood for each of us. We’re sure not worthy, but He calls us friends.

    “I no longer call you servants, for a servant does not know his master’s business. Instead, I have called you friends, for everything that I learned from my Father I have made known to you.” John 15:15 “…that all of them may be one, Father, just as you are in me and I am in you. May they also be in us so that the world may believe that you have sent me.” John 17:21

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