August 13, 2017

Everyday Marvels, part 3


“For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.”—2 Timothy 1:7 (NKJV)

Fear can be easy and comfortable. It’s definitely a known quantity in this chaotic world. We like to grasp onto what is familiar, whether it’s good or bad. From one perspective, if there’s one thing we can count on, it’s more bad news and more crises—somewhere, somehow.

There are a few issues that can send us over the top in an immediate panic, as well. Some words can start our heart pumping wildly:
  • “North Korea”
  • “World War III”
  • “car accident”
  • “in the hospital”
  • “You’re fired.” (President Trump isn’t the only person we don’t want to hear these words from.)
  • and last, but not least: “cancer

Carol Graham

This is the third article that will feature a miraculous account of healing/protection from my amazing friend. Please read the other installments in my last two blog posts here and here. In this story, she tells the unbelievable, but true, story of how she overcame “the ‘c’ word”. I have never come across a more prime illustration of faith:

I was born with health issues that were often debilitating and caused me to wonder if my life would be cut short by disease. I watched my mother suffer my entire life and before my eighteenth birthday I said good-bye to her, for the last time.

I lived in such intense pain that my entire body would often become contorted. I saw several specialists but there were no answers. Then I got the phone call from a gynecologist's office informing me he had a diagnosis. That conversation changed my life.

There is one word in any language that is difficult to hear. That word is -- cancer.  I was a young woman in my twenties. I knew I was going to be a mother one day.  How could this be happening? 

“Carol, basically you have two choices and I think it is obvious which one you will choose!” I assumed he meant two types of treatment. He continued, “Your choices are hysterectomy or death.  You are a very sick young woman.” Strength I did not know I had welled up inside of me and I said “I do not accept those choices. There has to be another way! I will find that alternative.”

Rage overcame him. I had challenged his intelligence. He rose up from behind his desk, leaned towards me and pointed his finger in my face. He was so angry he was shooting spit when he said, “Well then, lady, go home, suffer and…die!”

I stood up, spun on my heel and started out of the room. Then I paused, turned, and said in a loud staccato voice, enunciating each syllable clearly. “I... will.... walk.... in here.... pregnant.... one day.” I couldn’t believe the words that came out of nowhere. But in my heart, I knew I was going to succeed. 

Nothing was going to stop me. I almost screamed out loud “ENOUGH, not this time.” Hysterectomy – I don’t think so. Death? Not my time yet.

About three weeks after I had seen the doctor, I attended a food supplement demonstration in a friend's home. The more I listened, the more hope I felt. Could this be my answer?

God reminded me of the promise He had given me, “Blessed is she that believed: for there shall be a performance of those things which were told her from the Lord” Luke 1:45. (KJV) No matter how severe the pain got, I praised Him for the promise of healing and a baby – every single day.

I purchased my bag of hope and started my new regime of Shaklee food supplements. In less than a week I was feeling better. That started me on a whole new road of health awareness. It has become my passion for the last forty years. I researched each product, took every course on nutrition I could find and was determined to improve my health.

Our baby girl was born fourteen years later and six years ago, I became a grandma.  As a Certified Health Coach and Symptomologist, I have helped countless people realize optimum health and often, they were cases when the medical professionals said there is no more hope. There is always hope.  

There are answers and God will give them to us. It all began with a determination to succeed and never letting go of it.

My Conclusion

My friend’s victories are proof that we can “faith our fear”. Science and the medical community do not always have the last say. God is a loving miracle worker-- in His own time and way.

Please consider this: We wouldn’t need miracles if our lives weren’t so out of control that we see no way out. There’s a valid reason to keep hoping against the odds.

The darkness comes before the light. The Crucifixion comes before the Resurrection.

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Carol Graham is an award-winning author of "Battered Hope," talk show host for her bi-weekly show “Never Ever Give Up Hope,” international keynote speaker, jewelry store owner, and a certified health coach.  Carol has five grandchildren and has rescued over 30 dogs.  Her goal is to share hope and encouragement. Please check out her lifestyle blog, podcast blog, and memoir.