It was a regular radiotherapy session today. The only unpleasant part was the massive traffic jam alone AYE due to an accident at Penjuru Road. For those who drive and know where Penjuru Road is, you will know that the jam was indeed massive if the jam goes all the way from Penjuru to Tiong Bahru.
On the physical front, I was a little tired but that’s probably because we had to bring Nathan to the doctor after my therapy for his persistent cough and runny nose. Had to wait for more than 2 hours before we got to see the doctor and because of it, the timing of my meals for today was hay-wired. The pain is starting to creep in again since the “good” day yesterday but it is not so bad as yet but bad enough to prevent me from having a good nap in the evening before dinner.
On the emotional front, maybe because I did not get a good nap, I was really irritable and I jumped at both my mother and Josie over something that was kind of nagging at me for quite a while but they were also things that may seem trivial to you. The toll on the family is indeed great and it is no small matter for caregivers of cancer patient as they walk the journey together. You can perhaps say that I am fortunate to have a supportive family and a group of supportive friends but it still does not take away the angst of having to go through what I am going through and the feeling of anger of having cancer and to be very honest about it, sometime the anger extends even to God not because of the cancer but because I see what Josie had to go through just to support me.
During the drive, Josie also shared about the conflict that she is experience that on one hand she believes in the sovereignty of God and yet on the other hand, she could not reconcile that cancer could be healed. Anyway, this is again a topic for another post.
Because of the traffic Jam this morning, I reached the Radiotherapy Centre somewhat late and had to wait my turn but while waiting, I had the opportunity to continue to read the book by Bernard of Clairvaux and the chapter that I was reading spoke about the “modesty” in prayer; in the sense that we don’t pray for a specific item and in a lengthy way but in making a simple statement to God that contains the unspoken desire within us. As a personal example, I come to God and say “I am sorry” that I was angry at Him but unspoken in this statement is also the fact that I need his forgiveness for the sin of been angry with Him but also inquire of His grace and mercy to overcome the angst within me and also for His support of Josie. This too reminds me of 2 quotes that I had posted from Brother Lawrence where he says:
“That we ought to act very simply towards God, speaking frankly to Him, and asking His help in things as they occurred; in his experience, God never failed to give it.”
“I advise you to avoid much talking in prayer; long speeches often induce distractions.”
However, I do acknowledge that in corporate and group prayer, it is often necessary to be “lengthy” with our prayer so that others may know what was in our heart and thoughts when we prayed for how would people know that when I say “I am sorry” that it would also mean more than just the 3 words.
Therefore in conclusion, I further say that in Christ alone my hope is found and that there is no need for me to dwell deeply into the circumstances except to look to Christ who is my hope and thus so by faith I trust Him.
In God We Trust and in Christ alone my hope is found.
Hebrews 11:1