God Moment - for sure!!!

Hi, Carol:

I have to share this with you and all of my brothers and sisters in Christ sharing with me.

I just had the most amazing moment in the treatment waiting room at Duke!!!

Brian and I entered the waiting room knowing that we would have to wait a while due to processing of my blood work. It's always hard for me to sit in this waiting room for an extended period of time because it is a constant reminder of my disease. There are cancer magazines everywhere, cancer symbols, people with cancer. This room screams cancer, cancer, cancer!!! It can be very overwhelming. Once I get into the treatment center, I feel as though I have actually entered the warzone suited up for battle. I can get to work and kick cancer booty!!! But, the waiting room feels like you are holding your breath in a pool that you cannot reach the surface in.

So, I am waiting, and this older gentleman and his daughter walk in and sit directly in front of us. It is obvious that the father is suffering from cancer, and I occasionally hear him groan from pain while rubbing his arm. My heart is breaking with each moan because it is obvious this man is in pain. The Holy Spirit starts whispering in my ear to go over and pray for this man's arm. I am thinking, "are you crazy, God? It is one thing to talk to a stranger about God but to just walk up and ask to pray is a bit too difficult for me." Still the nudging continues, and I am persistent in my disobedience!!! The daughter leaves to get something to eat. I finally muster up the courage to ask the gentleman if he is in a lot of pain. His eyes were so gentle when he looked up to answer me with a "oh, yes...I don't understand it!" Meanwhile, I am thinking..."Okay, God, I spoke. Isn't that enough?" Soon, the daughter returns and the two enjoy breakfast. The man returns to his moans, and it is too much for me to withdraw from any longer. "Okay, God, here I go!!! I hope you are happy because this is not coming easy to me!!!"

I kneel down in front of the gentleman and ask him his name. He replies, "Bob". I proceed to ask him if I can pray for his arm because it is breaking my heart to know that he is in pain. With tears in his eyes, he tells me that he would like that very much. The three of us pray, and within a few minutes his buzzer goes off to call him in for treatment. As they were walking off the daughter asks me what I am battling. I explain to her that it is metastatic breast cancer. She said, "One year ago I was in your exact shoes...it will only get better from here."

You see, all week this week I have been struggling with depression. I have felt so isolated because I have not met one person dealing with metastatic breast cancer. I have met many breast cancer survivors, but no one with stage IV metastatic...

I have been begging God to relieve my isolation. He did that this morning

Do you see that Bob was sent to me this morning. I wasn't sent to him to pray for his arm. God was blessing me with an answer to my prayer!!!!

Just another confirmation that God is faithful....ALL THE TIME

I am buzzing to go back

love to you all

Tiffany