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A SCAR MEANS I SURVIVED.
Survivor: A person who continues to function or prosper in spite of opposition, hardship or setbacks.
I am a 3rd Stage Breast Cancer Survivor, and October is Breast Cancer Month, for the ones who have had or is dealing with this disease know, it ain’t easy.
Any Cancer called by any name, for the most part, is a personal journey and a huge wake-up call. And yes it’s true, you may lose some so-called friends, there was even a rumor going around saying I was dead. Oh Well! So, there is a lot more to cancer than it is just a disease. But, sometimes our greatest strengths come from having to Go It Alone.
I was 100% positive that if it was God’s Will, I would beat this enemy. I took refuge in The House of The Lord’s. I concentrated on Faith while listening to my heart where the Spirit resides. Keeping stayed on Him with a quiet mind. I let go of worrying about chatter, the who wills or won’t. Peace of mind allowed me to wear my pain like a badge of honor.
Now every time I look at my scar I remember a quote by Christ Clease; A scar does not form on the dying. A Scar Mean’s I Survived.
I wasn’t any braver, or stronger than anyone else, I was just determined. I knew with Jesus Christ I could command the Faith to fight and win the battle over cancer. Over the course of my life, I have claimed to have done a number of things I thought were pretty spectacular, especially in my small world, but Surviving Cancer is my greatest victory.
Cancer is not a disease for the weak and faithless; I had to let my spirit take control, once I conceded, I began breathing in what is and expelling what is not important in my life, including crying over cancer, which was a total waste of time; all the tears in the world was not going to make it go away.
I fought for my life even when fatigue set in and I was so weak some thought I was a goner; often the fear showed in their eyes. Still, my body endured and my spirit rejoiced because I knew God loved me. So I cast my troubles to the wind by Surrendering myself to Him, and I embraced my situation. I let go of everything and anyone that was negative, coupled with embracing the unknown to make me stronger, not fearful.
My goal was to survive cancer, not die from stress.
I agree with Marcia Smith when she said Cancer is not a death sentence, but rather it is a life sentence; it pushes one to live. And I agree with an unknown author who wrote; Crisis takes us to the brink our limits and forces us to keep moving. My favorite.
We have a choice to either give up or fight. I chose to fight even before I read this poem a few years back called What Cancer Cannot Do, by another unknown author.
Cancer is so limited…it cannot cripple love, it cannot shatter hope, it cannot corrode faith, it cannot destroy peace, it cannot kill friendship, it cannot suppress memories, it can not silence courage, it cannot invade the soul, it cannot steal eternal life, it cannot conquer the spirit.
FYI: Only you can change those I can’t into to Yes I can.
So to all my people out there with whatever challenges you may have acquired, it also is limited, especially when you lay it all on the Altar of Prayer, paired with a little Faith, at least a mustard seed worth. And to those who said I did that; Is that all?
It’s Something To Think About!
To God Be The Glory!
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