Waiting for a Miracle

crosses Today was the last day of my tests prior to seeing the surgeon next week. Now I am, as Bruce Cockburn sang, waiting for a miracle. Waiting is not always easy. We want to run ahead and know what the outcome is. I am not interested in what the psychics say or in having my tea cup read. My hope is in God. I know that whatever comes I do not walk alone as I wait for a miracle of sorts. Once again the medical folks I encountered today were kind and gracious. I had lovely interactions from the moment I stepped into the office with the purple walls, chairs and clipboards. The PET scan itself was fine. I was comfortable and the woman put me completely at ease. The man who gave me the radioactive sugar intravenously was also kind and explained everything well. I can only say that I have had amazing care thus far. Next week I am hoping for a miracle. I know that surgery is unavoidable unless a spectacular miracle occurs in the next while but miracles take on all sorts of forms. The first one would be that I have no cancer in my body anywhere. That is still my hope but I balance it with the fact that there could be cancer in the liver. I do not want to be naive or in denial. I must embrace that there is a chance that this is a a possibility according to the surgeon. I still remain positive that even if there is cancer, I stand a good chance of being healed and continuing on with life. I seem to be healthy otherwise. I know that many are with me on this journey, praying for the best outcome. That is a miracle of sorts. Not everyone has people to accompany them on such a journey. I am grateful for that blessing. I know that heaven is being stormed by so many people. I know that this does not guarantee a miracle or a cure, but it does mean a miracle in the joining together of hearts all over the world–in Nairobi, Rome, Israel, Germany, Singapore, Costa Rica, South Africa, Mexico, Canada, and the USA. Whenever Love unites strangers for a greater good, this is a miracle. These dear people hold me as we wait together for a miracle. There are angels amongst us and that is a glorious miracle. Peace, Suzanne

About sstyves

A Canadian prairie girl rooted in Ignatian spirituality, I seek God in all things. Whether I catch a glimpse of the Divine and delight in its presence in nature or in the beauty of an encounter with someone, I am ever so grateful that I can recognize the Creator. I greet each new day with hope and happiness, expecting blessings and miracles because I am created to praise, love and serve God. This blog is one way of realizing that through my writings, prayers, and photography. To God be the Glory!
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3 Responses to Waiting for a Miracle

  1. Heather says:

    Thinking about you everyday Suzanne and hoping for the best outcome possible. ((Hugs))

  2. sstyves says:

    Thanks so much, Heather. I’m hoping for the best too. I’ll make sure you know the outcome later this week if not directly from me then from someone else. Hugs back.

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