I finished out Breast Cancer Awareness month with good reports from both my demolition man and my reconstruction man. The 2 year hurdle of going to see one of them every 6 months has been cleared! Yay!
When Mr. Reconstruction came into the room the first thing he said was “Congratulations, you are almost halfway to being a 5 year survivor!” And yes, that is something to celebrate. But in all honesty, I have not even thought that far ahead. I haven’t thought about the importance of being cancer free for 5 years.
Suddenly a sneaky little quick thinking voice said, “You have to make it to the 5 year mark before it counts, these little hurdles aren’t a big deal”. Oh how quickly the tempter tries to make me doubt.
For some reason I’ve just been jumping over these hurdles that have been placed close together without much thought beyond the very next one. Week to week, month to month, season to season. The distances have been short goals. Stopping places. Maybe that’s as far down the path as my mind could go.
After the visit I headed for a trail to walk. I spent the time remembering God’s faithfulness. Remembering the people who walked this path with me. Remembering others who have fought this battle. And I thought about the risk of recurrence in these next 3 years. It happened once so I know it can happen again. That’s the reality.
As I walked and prayed and remembered, I noticed the pink arrows painted on the trail. Markers left from the breast cancer walk that happened a few weeks ago. They served as a visual for me to keep walking in the way I know is true. With the firm and steadfast footsteps of faith. Not the tremulous uncertain walk of fear. With the belief that even if the mountain does not move or the waters do not part, I will walk in faith and praise Him still.
And that’s the true reality.