A friend of mine was very recently diagnosed with a form of cancer, and goes in for surgery tomorrow afternoon. The fact that he is younger than I am kind of hits home, but the short time frame involved is what I find most startling. The initial tests that discovered the issue were done on Friday. I don't know if he had any warning signs leading up to it, but one day everything seems fine, and the next you discover that your body is failing you. Now if all goes well, this case shouldn't be life threatening. And after recovery, few long term effects are expected. But any surgery is a pretty big deal, and especially if they are going to knock you out. His response to the situation has been admirable. He is conscious that nothing he did caused the problem, and that he has little control over the outcome. He has faith that God has a sovereign plan, regardless of the outcome, and has accepted that.
I initially prayed for his pain to be minimal, that the issue would not spread beyond the tissue that they are removing, and for his body to heal quickly. After a few minutes I decided to pray instead that they would discovered that the problem had totally disappeared, preferably before starting surgery. But the situation is in God's hands, as always.
And I guess I should get that shoulder checked out. I am not a huge fan of doctors and hospitals, so that has been put off for six months. But part of me is afraid to find out what is wrong. And God knows what else is going on in my body. Life is an incredibly complicated process, and mankind has only scratched the surface of understanding the intricate balance that God created.
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