Stepping in Faith & Peace: Surgery & Pathology
Hello World,
How time has flown...a lot has happened in the past few weeks. From Moffitt to Mayo Clinic, I've been in and out of hospitals to prepare for surgery. As surgery got closer, people kept asking if I was afraid or nervous. Since the biopsy results, I have been at peace. It was my confirmation that God's miraculous hand had handled my situation. I couldn't bother being nervous or scared, because my Creator was in control.
On Sunday before the surgery, I was speaking to a sister in Christ. She asked me how I was feeling about surgery. I responded, "I'm just going to show them that God healed me. They need to see it with their own eyes. I'm at peace." I was a little amazed at how sure I was in my statement, but my spirit was telling me it was going to be ok. Sunday night, God ministered to me in a very special way. I felt His love and word give life and strength to me. He let me know everything was going to be ok, and what I was feeling this whole time about my healing was true.
My lovely mother came down from South Carolina to be with me through this difficult procedure. She reassured me that God was in control. I felt peace. Peace. It was the only thing I wanted to feel in making my decision to move my surgery to Mayo Clinic. Peace. The whole way to Jacksonville, I felt peace. During the painful pre-op process, I still felt peace. The morning of surgery I tried to examine my emotions to make sure I wasn't trying to hide anything. As I presented my surgery to the Lord, I placed all my cards on the table. I wanted nothing but His will to be done. I placed everyone involved in my procedure in His hands. I placed my life in His hands. All I felt was peace. Glory to God. The nurses and doctor asked me if I was nervous, I shook my head. I was ready for whatever happened on that surgery table.
The doctor asked me if I understood there was a chance they would need to remove my lymph nodes if cancer was detected. I said, "Yes, I understand." It didn't shake me. I was standing in the faith that God had healed me completely.
Two hour later, I was waking up from surgery. I cried from the excruciating pain. I couldn't feel what had been done to my body, but I could feel sharp pains running through the area of surgery. Once I was fully conscious, they brought my mom into the room. She began to tell me the results of the pathology reports. I WAS OFFICIALLY CANCER FREE! I just cried all over again. She asked if I was feeling pain. I said, "No mom. I'm just grateful. I'm just so grateful. Thank you Lord. " Nothing was detected in the lymph nodes, nothing was detected in the area of the tumor...God healed me! I reflected on everything from last December until that moment...how long this journey had been and now I was reaching the end of the tunnel. Praise God! I messaged those that I could in the few moments before they began to prep me to be released from the hospital.
God is a miracle worker. <3 Me. A simple southern gal. A simple servant of the Lord. God chose to see me and place His mercy and grace over my life. Thank you Lord! Although my journey is not over, everything from this point forward is preventative, and much easier than anything I've handled before this point. Thank you to everyone who placed me in their prayers before, during, and after surgery. Thank you for the lovely cards and gifts. Thank you for showing your love. I wouldn't have made it this far without God and all of you. Thank you to my wonderful mother, who despite her own busy life and health conditions was there by my side. She's truly the MVP. I love her so much. I love all of you for being there...whether it was a phone call, text, or a message. Thank you for caring! May God bless each of you abundantly.
I'm still recovering, but please know that I'll soon be back!
GOD IS GOOD!
Love,
Dayse
How time has flown...a lot has happened in the past few weeks. From Moffitt to Mayo Clinic, I've been in and out of hospitals to prepare for surgery. As surgery got closer, people kept asking if I was afraid or nervous. Since the biopsy results, I have been at peace. It was my confirmation that God's miraculous hand had handled my situation. I couldn't bother being nervous or scared, because my Creator was in control.
On Sunday before the surgery, I was speaking to a sister in Christ. She asked me how I was feeling about surgery. I responded, "I'm just going to show them that God healed me. They need to see it with their own eyes. I'm at peace." I was a little amazed at how sure I was in my statement, but my spirit was telling me it was going to be ok. Sunday night, God ministered to me in a very special way. I felt His love and word give life and strength to me. He let me know everything was going to be ok, and what I was feeling this whole time about my healing was true.
My lovely mother came down from South Carolina to be with me through this difficult procedure. She reassured me that God was in control. I felt peace. Peace. It was the only thing I wanted to feel in making my decision to move my surgery to Mayo Clinic. Peace. The whole way to Jacksonville, I felt peace. During the painful pre-op process, I still felt peace. The morning of surgery I tried to examine my emotions to make sure I wasn't trying to hide anything. As I presented my surgery to the Lord, I placed all my cards on the table. I wanted nothing but His will to be done. I placed everyone involved in my procedure in His hands. I placed my life in His hands. All I felt was peace. Glory to God. The nurses and doctor asked me if I was nervous, I shook my head. I was ready for whatever happened on that surgery table.
The doctor asked me if I understood there was a chance they would need to remove my lymph nodes if cancer was detected. I said, "Yes, I understand." It didn't shake me. I was standing in the faith that God had healed me completely.
God is a miracle worker. <3 Me. A simple southern gal. A simple servant of the Lord. God chose to see me and place His mercy and grace over my life. Thank you Lord! Although my journey is not over, everything from this point forward is preventative, and much easier than anything I've handled before this point. Thank you to everyone who placed me in their prayers before, during, and after surgery. Thank you for the lovely cards and gifts. Thank you for showing your love. I wouldn't have made it this far without God and all of you. Thank you to my wonderful mother, who despite her own busy life and health conditions was there by my side. She's truly the MVP. I love her so much. I love all of you for being there...whether it was a phone call, text, or a message. Thank you for caring! May God bless each of you abundantly.
I'm still recovering, but please know that I'll soon be back!
GOD IS GOOD!
Love,
Dayse
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