One night, Chad and I were talking about how the doctor said the tumor had been in me for five years. Why didn't we find this before kids? How much easier would have it been if we didn't have to worry about kids? Worry about going to the hospital and all that. We sat on the couch, the kids played on the floor. It came to me, if I found it earlier and gone through chemo – we wouldn't have them.
The possibility of not having those two killed me. They are a living answered prayer to me. As I watched them, I just want them to grow up to be passionate for Jesus, to show their kindness and to show people around them how good God is and how kind God can be.
I sit back, a year cancer free, I think of the song, “It Is Well With My Soul.” No matter what is in front of me, God is going to be there. He's going to be there. I might not understand or see what He is doing. I have to trust His heart.
I want people to know God is good. He loves us furiously. Even when we don't feel like it, or we don't see it.
He. Loves. Us.