It’s been about 2 months since we found out about my mother’s cancer diagnosis. It’s still a surreal feeling. So many things have changed in our lives, but there is one thing that is always constant. God has been there through it all. My mother had peace through the initial stages, and she is still holding on to the hope. We are all holding onto the hope that God given us.

Psalm 103
1 Praise the Lord, my soul;
all my inmost being, praise his holy name.
2 Praise the Lord, my soul,
and forget not all his benefits—
3 who forgives all your sins
and heals all your diseases,
4 who redeems your life from the pit
and crowns you with love and compassion,
5 who satisfies your desires with good things
so that your youth is renewed like the eagle’s.

The only way we can survive is to see how great God’s goodness is.
Thanks be to the Lord, who gives my mom strength to rise every morning. Thank you Lord that my father is alive to help my mother. I know he is tired, but he loves the time he gets to be with her. They always pray together, thanking the Lord for His goodness. There is no hiding feelings in our house. When we need to cry, we cry. But we thank God for his goodness, always. Sometimes she has pain, and other times she is completely pain free. We still praise Him through everything.

The thought that life is short is always on my mind, because in reality anyone can be gone the next day. So we thank God for his goodness to live life another day, and we love each other as much as we can, and the love never stops. There is no blame to God. He knows why we all go through things. To see how many lives my parents have touched in the past couple of months through their story. We hold on to the hope, and we share it with others.

Right after my mom went to the hospital, all I could think is how other people might be feeling in the same situation. I don’t think I would ever survive through this without God. All the fear and worry that can be felt. The thought of a loved one dying. It’s such a stressful situation.

It’s God’s goodness, always God’s goodness that we hold on to.