I had planned a blog last week but never got around to it. This year was supposed to be a year of change to where I got back on track and never skipped a beat. But here I begin, with my old habits of letting time get the best of me. This week, amidst the craziness of what this week holds, I have every excuse not to produce a blog, but I don’t want to miss this opportunity to record my thoughts and emotions.
I am sitting on board the plane on my way to Nevada to be with Dylan for his surgery. I can only imagine what he must be experiencing. I may have my surgery coming up, but it is just the removal of additional tissue that could or could not be cancerous. Dylan’s vision is on the line. While he currently has limited vision, this surgery is his last effort to gain sight in his left eye. He could wake up with permanent vision loss. I am fearful for him.
The one thing I do know is that God is in control. Sight or no sight, I know that it is all in His hands. Another thing that gives me pain is that Dylan is not a believer. I have talked to him about Christ, but he has yet to make a decision. My fear is that if he loses his vision, this will only drive him away from God even more. Because how could a loving God allow a 21-year-old take away their sight? Where is the love in that? I don’t have a comeback for that.
The one thing I do know is that God has a plan. I do not know what that is, but He does. I lost my dad when I was nine years old. Where was God for my mom and the two kids she had to raise? God had a plan. Each of us has a life to live, and a story. When that book comes to its resolution we are taken home in Heaven. My dad’s book came to a close. While it pains us, he is now in Heaven. That is the ultimate joy. We rejoice in that.
My story with Epilepsy and now Cancer, God has a plan. Dylan’s story with sight, God has a plan. Your story whatever it may be, God has a plan. We may never know what is this side of Heaven, but we must walk in it. Trust that God knows what he is doing. I know my road was paved through my dad’s death to lead me to where I am today. I rejoice in that. You can rejoice in your hardships because they have made you the person you are today. God has a plan.
If you haven’t come to that place yet, I pray that you will soon see why the events in your life have brought you to where you are. Keep on keeping on and if you need someone to talk to, and you cannot talk to a friend or family member, my inbox is always open. Sometimes someone not directly connected is a good place to vent to.
God bless my friends. Talk to you next week.
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