I came home the evening of the visit with the surgical team and went into my prayer room for a consultation. I allowed myself to react to the news I had received and had a good cry and a long talk with my Heavenly Father. I told Him how I felt and that I didn’t want to go where this was taking me. I also acknowledged that I knew He would help me through it if it was where He wanted me to go. Although this seemed to be counter to the new theme of my life, to live life to the fullest, I knew God would somehow use this experience to help others. His ways are not our ways and He always knows best.

Surgery was scheduled for the following Friday, August 19th. I shared with several family members and friends asking them to pray. I quietly had special prayer in church on Sunday during which I told God I would give Him the praise if He would take this away.