Yesterday before I drove to the doctor's office, I washed the dishes. What did I see? A near perfect heart floating in the bubbles. What a sweet reminder of God's tender care.
As I stepped out the back door to get into my car to make my anxious 45 minute drive into town, I saw this heart wisping overhead. I felt a hug from my Creator--the One who loves me.
The news I heard was frightening--swollen lymph nodes, lumps on each side and an ugly mole where it shouldn't be. The specter of Breast Cancer haunted me all the way home. I know it might be nothing at all, but I felt scared. Tears blurred my vision as I drove home to deliver the uncertain news to my dear husband.
Later that afternoon, after talking with my darling Sissy, a good cry and a nap, I stepped outside with my camera. There it was. A sparkling heart, halted for a moment in the embrace of the trees. Another hug from Him who loves me. I can rest in His arms, take refuge in His tender love.
Next Monday early morning, I go for a diagnostic mammogram at the hospital. It's the best cancer hospital in the entire Pacific Northwest, I'm told. This may be just a false alarm. I pray that is what it is. Sweet friends, I would appreciate your prayers for a good outcome.