The Power of Prayer


When I received the news I immediately was reluctant to tell people.  I knew it would be awhile before I had answers to what I was facing and didn’t want to have others hanging on as the news trickled in.  Yet something told me to share it, to scream it out to the heavens, so I did.  I told my family first, close friends, coworkers, classmates, professors and just about anyone that I had contact with on a day to day basis. I read somewhere that when you are battling cancer, you should ask people for what you want, and I wanted people to pray. I have never been an outwardly spiritual person.  If someone tells me they are Catholic or pray I will discuss my beliefs but always quietly so as to not disturb those who don’t believe.  But I don’t think that I can continue that way.  So, I DECLARE (The Office reference) I BELIEVE IN THE HEALING POWER OF PRAYER! I believe that God can intercede and guide the doctors to the cure and heal that which cannot be healed by man.  I asked those I told to pray with me because the larger the prayer circle the better.  A large miracle may not be in my cards and that’s OK because small miracles can be just as wonderful, like a doctor appointment getting moved up to get me in sooner, which did happen, yay, or overwhelming feelings of positivity and joy.  All of that goes a long way into destroying my Horcrux (see previous post).  If you are reading this, I invite you to pray for a good prognosis.  Once I see the doctor he will want several more tests to determine how far this cancer has gone and the less miles it has traveled the better.  Pray for me to keep strong and to keep my support group even stronger.  If you don’t believe in prayer, maybe it’s time to give it a try, and if you are absolutely against prayer, then I will take your positive thoughts and supportive comments.  I have no idea what my future holds, but I know it will be better and brighter because of God.

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