On Saturday I had the privilege of driving Ty(the little boy with leukemia) back to the barn after he met Si from Duck Dynasty on stage. Of all people to be able to drive them I was the one that ended up taken them. How awesome is God that he would let that happen. I was able to talk to them about how God healed me of leukemia when I was 11 years old. His grandfather looked at Ty and said, "She had leukemia like you did and God healed her". At that moment I thought to myself ....Wow! He healed me! How crazy that I sometimes have to be reminded of that. At that moment I wanted to just scream and say, God do it for him too! Do it for him too!
All the lingo they were saying about what Ty was going through and had been through was so familiar to me. My heart brakes for them. I know God can heal and I am living proof of that, but sometimes even when we see the miracle in front of us doubt still exists. I see a little boy that science yet again say no hope, but I know that God can conquer that. So, on my end I will not stop praying for him until God answers.
I believe in ways people would think I am weird or something, but when you have seen a miracle happen in your life it gives you a different outlook on prayer. Some may say oh it was just happenstance. Your body must have received something well...blah blah blah. No absolutely not! When people try to give me excuses about science I tell them they should have been beside my bed when there was nothing more the doctors could do. It was real life. Go home, goodbye, hopefully it will not come back.
I believe I must use this to bring a smile to a face that may not feel like smiling. I want to reach out to the kids with cancer to let them know there is hope. And you know what even if their story doesn't end like mine that they have a better home waiting for them!
I remember when I was first admitted into the hospital. I had lost so much weight they were going to have to put a tube down my nose. I told them absolutely not. I had seen all of the kids with tubes and I guess I was at this stage of my image is important that I just flat out told them that was not going to happen. The baldness was enough for me. :) Well, after hundreds of breakfast shakes later no tube was put down my nose. I had made up my mind and was determined that that would not be me. I believe a lot of the cure comes within the fighter. You must never take on the attitude of defeat or it wins. It would have been easier to just put that nasty tube down my nose, but I fought for it not to.
This is true in life period. Once you feel defeated all care is dropped and giving in seems to be easier than staying strong. So a side note: never stop fighting.
I love that I got to ride with Ty that day. I believe it was a reminder for me to never stay comfortable with where I am and where I have been. I pray that one day there is a cure to this disease, but until then I want to raise up enough smiles that when it hits it better be ready to take on the spirit of happiness and it better be ready, because it isn't taking over without a fight.
So to all those that feel like giving in, don't! Whether that is with sickness or even in life situations. Don't stop fighting, even when it's so much easier to do. And please when you pray, pray for Ty.
p.s. CANCER SUCKS (i use to have a pin that said that :)
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