Jehovah-Jireh

I'm finally getting around to a post. It's been a good day, from a massage this morning to wonderful cards in the mail to coming back to work. And great news--I have an appointment at Roger Maris Cancer Center (RMCC) for 8 a.m. tomorrow morning. It will be good to finally get started with treatment. I'm meeting with a medical oncologist (who, I am told, studied at Mayo).

I have felt as though I've been on a roller coaster this past 5 weeks, but suddenly this morning I realized how everything is perfectly in place for me to move forward with treatment in a well-informed manner. The doctor I will see tomorrow has everything--from Mayo, from Sioux Falls, and from Sanford in Fargo--that she needs to get me started. I can only stand back in awe as I see how complete my preparation has been and how God has worked in every circumstance.

I am reminded of one day, shortly after I learned I had cancer, when I became so aware of the extent of God's provision. I received two long e-mails that day, from two women/friends who have cancer. One woman told me about her experiences with Mayo, Rochester (even where to stay and how to get around). The other e-mail contained spiritual encouragement. After reading those e-mails, I was struck by how complete God's provision is (Jehovah-Jireh, another name for God, means "God our Provider"). That day--and the days following, in so many ways--He provided me with practical, physical information as well as spiritual help and encouragement and, of course, much love and concern expressed by those closest to me. He knows exactly what I need and when I need it.

And my God will meet all your needs
according to the riches of his glory in Christ Jesus. 
                                                    Philippians 4:19

I received several wonderful cards today--my favorite, of course, is the picture and message from my 8-year old granddaughter, Ellie. I think I'm going to have to frame it; it's so colorful and encouraging (love those ruby slippers!).  Another card says,

"From one daughter of the King to another . . .
I'm talking to our Father about you.

He says He'll take care of everything."

After reading that card, I told Ken this morning I was feeling like a spoiled princess, so abundantly blessed. I live in a country where I am able to receive the best medical care in the world, and I have a fantastic support system--my husband, children, grandchildren, sisters (five terrific sisters!), a brother, parents and other family members, church friends/family, BSF group members, co-workers, and the list goes on. As if that's not enough, I have nothing to fear, since whatever happens to me has already passed through my Father's hands.

Thanks to everyone and thanks to God for EVERYTHING!