|Posted by JENNIFER SENNE on February 5, 2018 at 9:50 PM|
It was a sunny afternoon of the year 2007 when a routine check-up became the beginning of a storm in my life. My Doctor had found a tumor in my ovary, and it took test after test, but they could not confirm their suspicion; cancer was on the horizon. We played the waiting game, hoping for the tumor to remain in its size or magically dissipate, however after a month, the mass grew, and the blood tests showed the possibility of cancer in my body. I decided to get a second opinion and had another ultrasound done; the result was consistent, the report says: “cancer cannot be ruled out.” Though I was familiar with what cancer can do, I did not get a sense of panic in me. They did a series of tests for what felt like an eternity, and the tumor kept on growing.
My family and I were scheduled to go on a vacation soon, but the Doctors were adamant to have the surgery as quickly as possible to prevent cancer from spreading. The whole thing did not worry me until the Doctor prepared me for chemotherapy in the future. I was asked to sign a form allowing them to proceed with radiation treatment right after the surgery. I went home heavy-hearted. I saw my children, and I watched my husband struggle with the news. I immediately felt a stab of pain in my heart, and I asked the Lord, “who’s going to take care of my family now?” I now assumed the worse. Suddenly I heard a voice, a soft but firm voice as if scolding a little child, “Why do you doubt me? What made you think it is you who takes care of your family?” I knew it was the Lord’s voice I was hearing. It is not often that I hear him as clearly as I did that day. I was scared and humbled at the same time. All I could do was weep and left everything to Him. Somehow, I felt a sense of calmness in my storm.
The day of my surgery came, my husband on my side reminding me that everything will be alright, perhaps the Lord had spoken to him as well? I don’t know. He kissed me on the forehead as they wheeled me into the operating room and everything after was a blur. The Doctor came in as I was recovering and announced that they had to remove my ovary and fallopian tube however the tumor was free of cancer. After months of tests, seeing different Doctors and preparing for future treatments, the verdict came to a miracle, a calmness in my storm. I remembered what God had said to me then “Why do you doubt me?” I closed my eyes and thanked Him for his mercy and love. My husband and I went through the storm together, and together we overcame, coming out with a stronger faith, knowing that whatever the outcome may have been, God had his plan and all we needed to do was trust Him. This storm was just the beginning, but it has become a testimony in my life reminding me that God is in control and that we need to have faith just as it is said in Mark 4:39-40 “He got up, rebuked the wind and said to the waves, “Quiet! Be still!” Then the wind died down and it was completely calm. He said to his disciples, “Why are you so afraid? Do you still have no faith?”