Thoughts on theology, mothering, homeschooling - sometimes profound, sometimes humorous - but always seeking Joy in my Journey with Christ.
Saturday, June 23, 2012
Sunday Sentiments: This Momentary Affliction
I started this post earlier today, intending to finish it tomorrow. The Lord had other plans for me - and other plans for Laura, too.
Laura Black is the wife and mother in the photo above. 5 years ago, when expecting her third child, the doctors found cancer. Breast cancer. Treatment, chemo, experimental trials, radiation, more chemo - and 5 years later, the day after she entered hospice care, the cancer won out.
Or did it?
You see, Laura Black was far more than a cancer patient. She was a child of God. Not only that, but a beloved child of God, who was chosen to walk a road that none of us - not ONE of us - would willingly walk. But walk the cancer road she did - beautifully, courageously, honestly, and with far more grace than I believe I could.
In the words of John Piper, Laura did not waste her cancer. In the words of the Apostle Paul in his letter to the Corinthians: "So we do not lose heart. Though our outer selfis wasting away, our inner self is being renewed day by day.For this light momentary affliction is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison,
as we look not to the things that are seen but to the things that are
unseen. For the things that are seen are transient, but the things that
are unseen are eternal."
Laura used her "light and momentary affliction" to point hundreds - no, more likely thousands - to Jesus. Go and read her Caring Bridge page - have a box (or two) of tissues handy. Her writing is beautiful, and will take your breath away. She writes honestly of her struggles, but she writes beautifully of her Savior.
Laura's affliction - to her now - seems light and momentary. She is fully healed, and rejoicing in the arms of Jesus.
Well done, good and faithful servant. She has indeed entered into her rest.
I leave you with the poem, penned by Laura in 2009.
Find me on my face, Lord When all the world is right In the quiet still of life Have me clinging at Your side
Find me on my face, Lord When sorrows enter near Casting out all doubt The Foe brings in with fear
Find me on my face, Lord Crying for the souls Of those who walk in darkness Beneath dark shadows fold
Find me on my face, Lord When death cries out my name Not with bitter pangs of angst But with joyful songs of praise
Find me on my face, Lord When I cannot understand Remind me of Your goodness And the greatness of Your plan
Find me on my face, Lord Humbly seeking only this: “Conform my will to Thine” Not “Please fill my requests.”
Find me on my face, Lord Whatever life may bring Rejoicing in the privilege To bow before the King.