The first time I got cancer was 1996. They told me to start chemo right away. I said I wanted to pray about it first.
Over the course of the next few weeks, I found dozens of
Scripture passages in my regular Bible reading that seemed to speak to my
situation. I ended up turning down the
treatment.
This time I had a strong sense that I should be public about
the whole thing. Getting cancer is
something that will impact most people, either directly in themselves or
indirectly through their loved ones.
Frankly I’m not thinking too much about all this. I have too much else I’m doing in my regular
life. I’m rarely praying about it. I do read the Bible a lot. I have always done that. I follow a regular
routine, so I’m not going out of my way looking for passages that might deal
with anything that is going on here.
So far, I have written about two passages I believe God gave
me regarding all this. Several days ago,
I read Mark 5.
There was a woman who had been sick for 12 years with an
issue of blood. I understand that as a
menstrual cycle that never shut off.
Jesus was being mobbed by people, and this woman forced her
way through the crowd to get to Jesus.
Her whole experience is instructive for people with serious
health issues and who are looking to God for help.
Mark takes great care to note that this woman spent
everything she had on medical care, much of her suffering was caused by it, and
she ended up worse off than before she started.
Mark 5:26: and
[she] having suffered many things by many physicians, and having spent
everything she had, and having benefitted nothing but rather got worse. [my
translation]
We are constantly told that we must do all that we can
before we should expect God to work.
Someone has said: act as if everything depends on you; pray as if
everything depends on God.
I don’t think that the Bible is holding this woman’s experience
up as an example here.
Now over the last 4 years, I have spent a lot of time with
doctors, nurses, and hospitals. Way too
much time. But that’s another story for
another time. Wonderful, wonderful
people. And modern medicine is amazing.
Often, too often though, modern medicine is about trade-offs. This medicine or procedure will or can help
you, but you may or will get these side effects. And you decide which you would rather have.
They said I have an enlarged prostate. My choice was a medicine with an undesirable
side effect or a surgery that would eliminate the possibility of certain
important (to me) prostate functions. hmmm! I prayed about it, and it’s now much improved
without either. [see the update at the end.]
The first time I had cancer, I had no medical treatment at
all. The second time I had cancer, I put
off treatment for a long time, expecting that I wouldn’t need it. I kept getting worse until I had to quit my
job, and then eventually I started treatment.
The treatment (chemotherapy) had little effect for a long time. Later though I went from stage 4 to 0 in a
very short time, when the doctor was not hopeful at all.
The first point here about the woman with the issue of blood
is that I don’t think we should assume that medicine is either our first option
or even our best option. We need to be
praying about these things every step of the way and not assume that we know
the answer until we do.
A second point of instruction here is that she did not ask
Jesus to heal her. Jesus wasn’t even
aware of her healing until after the fact.
Yes, I know that Jesus is God, but in His human body, there were certain
limitations. He did not know who had
touched her. When He asked who touched
Him, this was not a rhetorical question to enhance a teaching moment. He didn’t know.
The point is that we often think of healing as something we
pray about and God may or may not answer that prayer.
We forget that our bodies are programmed to heal itself. If you are injured or sick, the body will do
what it can to restore you to normal without any thinking or effort on your
part.
The woman saw Jesus as wanting to heal people and just
filled with the power of God. She only had
but to receive it.
Then in verse 34, Jesus makes the astounding statement: “Daughter,
your faith has saved you; go in peace and be well from your affliction.” Mark 5:34
It was her faith that made the difference.
We always want to give God credit for any victories we
have. But just like we might say that
God delivered Goliath into the hand of David, if David hadn’t gone out to meet
Goliath in faith, it wouldn’t have happened.
If the woman hadn’t forced her way through the crowd to touch Jesus, it
wouldn’t have happened.
She believed that if she would simply touch Jesus’ garment,
she would be healed. David was confident
that Goliath would fall at his hand, though everyone around him wouldn’t dare
attempt what he did.
When David saw the challenge that Goliath made to Israel, he
ran to meet him. When this woman heard
about Jesus, she forced her way through the crowd to get what she needed.
When you are faced with a challenge like this, do you run
toward it expecting a miracle, or are you fearful, unsure of what to expect
from God?
Update:
I saw the oncologist Monday.
He said my bone scan is clean.
Does that mean the cancer hadn’t progressed that far, or that it has regressed
from my bones? We’ll never know.
He ordered another test.
A new kind of PET scan. He saw
some lymph nodes that he doesn’t know whether they are leftovers from the
lymphoma or something that this prostate cancer triggered. I will have that test in two weeks. And then I’ll meet another doctor and then
back to the oncologist.
They said I had/have an enlarged prostate. Whether it was/is from the cancer, he didn’t
say. Men often get them.
The prostate surrounds the urinary tract, so that when it
gets enlarged, it restricts the flow of urine.
So your bladder doesn’t empty.
You feel like you still need to go after you finish, and you end up
going a lot more than usual. Often with
sudden very strong urges.
He prescribed medicine for that. The medicine is effective, but it messes with
the function of the prostate. No, thank
you.
Now when I pee, I have been commanding the urine flow to flow
freely and the bladder to empty. In
Jesus’ Name. And they do. I was getting up to pee up to six times a
night. Last night it was once. I was peeing usually sitting down and just waiting
until it was done. Now I’m peeing
standing up, and it seems pretty much back to normal. Is the prostate still enlarged? I don’t know.
Is this too much information? The older men here will be thanking me.