I had never heard that word “chemoesque,” Lord. Maybe because it doesn’t exist. She made it up, the nurse who was trying to take my blood. It’s the only word that described what she found.
The condition of my veins. Hard. Like rock.
Five years after the very aggressive Chemo I was given. To fight the very aggressive Cancer that had invaded my body. Big Guns Chemo, fighting Big Guns Cancer.
The Chemo was so powerful, they inserted a port in my upper chest. So the Medicine would bypass my veins as much as possible.
You gave me that word, Lord — Medicine. The world calls chemo Poison. But You gave me a different perspective. Through Your Word, when You “spoke” a passage of Scripture to me… as if it had been written for me alone.
“I am convinced, being fully persuaded in the Lord Jesus, that nothing is unclean in itself. But if anyone regards something as unclean, then for that person it is unclean . . . Therefore do not let what you know as good be spoken of as evil . . . May the God of Hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in Him, so that you may overflow with Hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.” (Romans 14:14,16; 15:13)
You had sanctified that Chemo, Lord — set it aside for Your sacred purposes… to kill whatever cancer cells may remain in my body, without harming me.
So why, after five years CANCER FREE — !!! — was it now difficult to prick my veins for lab work? You whispered Your Answer almost before I had finished asking my question.
There is nothing more powerful than Your blood, Lord!
I was on Death Row, destined to die for all the bad I had done and felt and thought in a lifetime apart from You. As the Righteous Judge, You had no choice but to declare me “Guilty.” I couldn’t blame You… I was guilty. And I knew it.
But I didn’t expect You to be my Compassionate Father, too. You stepped down off the bench and took my place. You gave Your Life for me. in the most horrific way, so my debt would be Paid in Full. This time, You had a choice… and You chose to love me.
“God demonstrates His own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.” (Romans 5:8)
You have saved my life so many times, Lord. Literally. Most recently, from Cancer. That’s why I’m not worried about the “chemoesque” veins I have.
Health care providers will find the way You make for them, to get whatever blood they may need for whatever future tests I may need. More importantly, I know this hardness is a metaphor… for the Greater Truth, that gives me every Victory in Life!
“The Lord is my Rock, my Fortress and my Deliverer; my God is my Rock, in Whom I take Refuge, my Shield and the Horn of my Salvation, my Stronghold.” (Psalm 18:2)