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By alan kane
03/12/15
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'Hello, I am here for my 10.30 am appointment.'

Thank you, Lord, for giving me the reassurance to know that whatever may happen, you're in control.

It has not been easy getting to the stage where I willingly came back to the Lord, for I blamed Him for the death of my son. I am glad to have God's hand over my life now, but it still hurts.

Taking my seat in the waiting room, I notice rows upon rows of leaflets all about coping with cancer. I know they may be useful for cancer sufferers and their families, but when you're waiting to discover if you have cancer, they really are not what you want to see. I pick one up anyhow, and start reading. I guess I might as well be well informed. Just in case.

The pamphlet says, with treatment I could lose my hair. I laugh, last time I looked, I didn't have much to lose. I giggle at the thought of me wearing a wig. I have had a receding hairline for years. My hairline is like land, faced with an encroaching sea, slowly being destroyed by the ravages of the storms, known as the aging process.

'Mr Jones? The doctor will see you now!'

Dear God, guide my path today and help me not to fall. I remember Psalm 25 about trusting God, and feel slightly encouraged.

I leave after forty-five minutes, slightly reassured, but still having to wait for the results. Even the receptionist gave me an encouraging smile when I left. I find the hospital chapel and spend some alone time, to ponder God's greater scheme.

I can't face another bus ride, so I jump into a taxi, waiting outside the hospital.

'Hi, John!'

Typical it had to be someone I know.

'What you doing here?'

'O just visiting someone, car's in the shop, I lie.' I stop myself right there. How can I possibly accept Jesus's salvation yet have deceit in my life? 'Sorry, I lied. I just been in for a test for testicular cancer.'

'O, sorry to hear that. My uncle suffered from that for years.'

God above, has this man never heard of TACT?

'I hope your OK?'

'Thanks, I mumble.'

When I get back home, I see my wife's car in the drive.

She runs over and embraces me as I walk through the door. I'm so glad to see her. I look around for the kids, and before I can ask where they are, she tells me her mum has them.

'I thought I should be here for you, my love.'

We sit down and just hold each other.

'I am sorry that I held this back from you, please forgive me.'

'There is no need for forgiveness. I love you.'

Smiling, I take the TV remote, turn the TV on and select one of her God channels, not one of my action channels. She cuddles up even closer to me.

The speaker's talk is on Hope. That is one thing I need at the moment... Cuddling up beside my wife, I drift off to sleep. The first proper rest in days.

...

On Wednesday, the phone rings from the number I have been dreading all week. My wife lovingly looks at me.

'Mr Jones I have some bad news, you have early stage testicular cancer, but we should be able to treat it, as it is at such an early stage. You need to come back and see the consultant this Friday.

I sink into my seat, Why Lord?... Why me?... Tears stream down my face and my wife holds me, as I grasp the whole enormity of the situation.

My wife prays, ' Dear Father in heaven, I pray for my husband, we put our hope and faith in You, our Saviour. I don't know what will happen, but i'm reassured that You know best. Please help us through this next stage of our lives, and protect our young family.'

I can only nod my agreement, as the gravity of it hits home.

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