|Mar 25, 2017||Tree of Great Peace|
|Mar 24, 2017||Where was God?|
|Mar 23, 2017||Faith Fits|
|Mar 22, 2017||Mystery Mechanics|
|Mar 21, 2017||In Antakya|
|Mar 20, 2017||A Pleasant Illusion|
|Mar 19, 2017||Blessings from Curses|
|Mar 18, 2017||Green Eggs|
|Mar 17, 2017||Wint'a in DC, Summ'a in Montpeli'a|
|Mar 15, 2017||Dear Universe|
|Mar 14, 2017||Knocking on Heaven's Door|
|Mar 13, 2017||Durable Engine, Worn Out Body|
|Mar 12, 2017||Hot Stuff|
|Mar 11, 2017||Pavers|
|Mar 10, 2017||Breath of Life|
|Mar 9, 2017||Thwarts and All|
|Mar 8, 2017||Blackberry Pie|
|Mar 7, 2017||Intentional Misdirection|
|Mar 6, 2017||Inside Outside|
|Mar 5, 2017||Untangled|
|Mar 4, 2017||Hope Adorns Our Way|
|Mar 3, 2017||Words|
|Mar 2, 2017||A Visit to Heaven and Hell|
|Mar 1, 2017||Jesus Wisdom Teacher|
Title: Hope Adorns Our Way
Date: March 04, 2017
A cancer patient visited her oncologist to hear about her treatment plan.
Her oncologist’s plan called for radiation, surgery, and chemotherapy. He told her the treatment would leave her feeling poorly.
He repeated the phrases, "When your cancer comes back..." or "After your cancer comes back..." He never said, "If".
The patient, stunned by the nature of her treatment, implored her doctor to say, "If my cancer comes back, not when or after. Otherwise, you make it sound so hopeless, so lightless, and so sinister."
Her oncologist continued on, saying, "When your cancer comes back, we will do such and so.”
She said, "We'll cross that bridge if we get there. If my cancer comes back after my treatment, then we'll do as you say."
In their next meeting to finalize the details of her treatment, her oncologist persisted in his pessimism, always saying, "After it comes back."
Fed up and mustering her courage, she stated plainly, "If you say that one more time, you're fired."
He replied, "If you fire me, what will you do when your cancer comes back?"
She stood up and announced, "You're fired!” She picked up her chart and left.
"If" is such a little word. In certain situations, "if" holds the power of hope. She knew she was sick. She knew her cancer might return. All she wanted was to hold on to hope.*
Let's Pray: Dear God, Hope, like the gleaming taper's light, Adorns and cheers our way, And still, as darker grows the night, Emits a brighter ray.** Give us hope in troubled times. Amen.
Here’s a Thought: Hope elevates.
*This is a story told to me by a physician.
**Oliver Goldsmith (1730?-1774), The Captivity, Act ii