Karen's Crossing Fight a Good Fight

2 Tim 4:6-8 I have fought a good fight. I have finished the race and I have remained faithful And now the prize awaits me, the crown of righteousness that the Lord, the righteous Judge, will give me on that great day of His return. And the prize is not just for me but for all who eagerly look forward to His glorious return.    Good News Bible

 

 With several scriptures marked and highlighted in my daily Bible my eyes could have fallen on any of the scriptures standing out in yellow. Each one of them holding up their hands as if to say, “read me, read me.” However, my eyes went to the first one and no further. Perhaps it was because of the tears in my eyes that I couldn’t go any further or was it the tug in my heart that said, “Stop here.”

                                

How many of us can truly say, “I have fought a good fight.” To us a good fight means we beat the crap out of someone else to get what we want. Perhaps the better meaning is to try our best whether we succeed or not.

 

Right now this is where I’m at with my cancer. I want to make sure I have fought a good fight. As I type those words the original tears that showed up as I first read the scripture have returned. One by one they run down the same path on my cheeks as the previous tears. I’m beginning to think those wrinkles on my face aren’t from old age but from the water flow of tears over the years. Each trench representing not old age but the pain, joy, sorrow, and excitement that brought on each waterfall of wetness.

 

Both spiritually and physically I want to know in my heart I have fought a good fight. That I have I been a good enough soldier for Christ, one that God would recruit if He needed backup. I hope so.

On November 4^th Don and I will be flying to Arizona to a Cancer Treatment Center of America hospital that I checked myself into. We will be there 3 to 5 days if not more. If I could fit Nycol in my pocket I would take her along too. My loving sister Juli and dear sweet niece Stephanie gave me the information and within two days with the whole process moving quickly I was approved to go and airline tickets purchased. Confessing to my doctor to what I did I told her I had to do this in order to know I did all I could.

 

Several days after being approved to go to the Treatment Center I got to thinking, ‘I did this same thing with my epilepsy.’ Over 25 years ago when I had epilepsy I checked myself into an epileptic clinic my sister Robin had found in Washington. After being in the hospital there for a week they told me 90% of my seizures were stressed caused and only 10% were epileptic. They told me I didn’t qualify for the surgery to cure me until I got rid of the 90% of stress caused ones. For five years after that I took my stress issues to the Lord and leaned on His scriptures and strength to see me thru. Next I found myself in Portland Oregon facing the same doctor I did in Washington and he told me the stress seizures were gone and I qualified for the surgery. The end result is I have been seizure free now for 27 years, Praise the Lord.

 

I had done all I could for my epilepsy and now it’s my cancer that has my attention. I doubt if the outcome will be exactly the same as with my epilepsy but that’s okay. I asked my doctor what if they say the same thing, “90% of your cancer is stressed caused, come back when you get it taken care of.” Ha, ha….just teasing I told my physician.

 

What they are going to help me with is eating the right foods that kills cancer cells and avoid the ones that enhance them. Broccoli kills, sugar enhances. Oh, why couldn’t that be the other way around. J Dream on Karen. I made the mistake of telling this to my co-workers the other day and when I asked them for a donut all I heard was, “Veggie Weggies Karen. Veggie Weggies.”

 

I can’t believe the wonderful support group I have around me. My family, church, co-workers, friends, and even total strangers have reached out to be my support. I can fight a good fight because of God and those around me. I will do all I can to beat this disease I fight. It may win by taking my body but “Veggie Weggie or “nanner, nanner” to it because my body wasn’t going to last forever anyway but it can’t have my soul. That is the part that lives for all eternity so in the end who truly wins. It will be me.

 

Cancer will never fight fair but I can still fight a good fight in spite of that, in my heart and in my spirit.

 

I love Jesus, and I love those around me He has blessed me with to be my support team. Those who will be there on those days I don’t feel like fighting any more. Yes, I’m confessing. I have those days but thankfully they are few and far between.

 

Let the fight begin! Oh, it already did almost two years ago.