Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Sometimes God really does smile at us
We've had a bit of a scare in my house the last couple of weeks.
The kind of scare I'm sure many other people in the class have gone through before; I'm not trying to make us sound unique. But no matter how many other people go through it, it's still tough to be in the middle of it.
Shortly after we returned from our trip to Virginia for the reunion, my lovely wife began showing some symptoms that might possibly have signaled a particularly virulent form of cancer. Nicole had one test, and all they were able to say from the first test was that they needed to have another test.
Now Nicole is the bravest person I know. She hasn't complained, or cried, or talked about what I should do after she's gone. She just faced the problem, head-on.
Today we had the second test, and when we got the results, I could feel the relief as a palpable thing. A minor irritation, no cancer at all.
Sometimes God really does smile at us, and sometimes we can feel the safety in which he holds us. My mother had a friend who was a poet and philosopher, and one piece of advice she gave changed my life for the better.
"Never ask, 'Why me, God?' Instead, it is much better to say to yourself, 'So this is what it feels like.'"
None of our problems are unique, but it's still nice when things turn out for the best.