Does the light in this picture look doctored up?
I’m standing by a wall in our living room with Tom Landis, a friend who had the esophageal surgery two years ago for the same cancer. He’s been a help and encouragement to me with both his survival post-surgery, as well as providing answers to my questions about it.
On this visit to our home, I wanted to have a picture with him. Amazingly, light was shining through our blinds at that specific moment to hit my throat and abdomen in the exact spots where the operation will take place.
Was this coincidence or something more — like a ‘God-happening?’
I tend to think it’s a sign from the Lord that I’m in good hands for whatever comes up in the esophagectomy. What do you think?
I think the chances of all the following details falling randomly into place are higher than the national lottery. Maybe one of you mathematicians can figure out the odds.
- The sun had to be shining that afternoon. (Not too difficult in Bend since we get 300 days of sunshine a year. But that afternoon could also have been one of the cloudy 65!)
- The sun had to be in that exact location at that exact time.
- The blinds had to be set at the right angle to let the sun shine in.
- The blinds had to be at the right angle to let the light shine exactly on those spots instead of to the right or left on the chest.
- I had to be standing on Tom’s left instead of vice versa and in the right spot. (And if I was a couple inches shorter, it would have hit my mouth!)
- Tom and Madeleine, his wife, had to decide to leave at this exact time, which prompted Madeleine to ask about taking a picture.
- We had to make the decision to take the picture, get out the camera, decide on the location, move to that spot and line up — at the exact few minutes of time when the sun would be shining at that spot.
- Isn’t it almost supernaturally bright for 2:30pm in the afternoon?
I’m not sure if the Lord was communicating through this that I’m supernaturally healed through His power and light, or if I’ll be totally okay going through the surgery on Tuesday, March 14.
We leave for Seattle on March 8, and the next day I’ll have my final PET Scan. This will indicate one of three things:
- No tumor found. I’m supernaturally healed and won’t need the surgery.
- The cancer has metastasized outside the esophagus — so I won’t have surgery.
- The tumor is there. The cancer is there. Let’s get it out.
Of course, number 1 is my desire. I know the Lord can do it. The question is, ‘Will He do it for me now?” We’ve all been praying that He will. Don’t stop. March 9 is the answer. And that answer, pro or con, is totally within His Sovereign will, and I’m good with His wisdom and will for my life.
After all, our days here are toil and sorrow, they are numbered, and eternity awaits! Psalm 90:10, “Our days may come to seventy years, or eighty, if our strength endures; yet the best of them are but trouble and sorrow, for they quickly pass, and we fly away.”
The naturopathic treatments I’ve had over the past two years have almost held the cancer in check. I’m now taking chemo pills to target the cells and hold it in check until the operation. So pray number 2 will not happen.
And if the answer is number 3, I know I’m in good hands. Doc Oelschlager’s hands will be guided by the One who sent the Light to shine on my chest at the exact points where the operation will take place — 5 laparoscopic incisions in the lower abdomen, and a 5 inch cut on my throat.
1 John 1:5, “This is the message we have heard from him and declare to you: God is light; in him there is no darkness at all.“
James 1:17, “Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.”
Psalm 27:1, The LORD is my light and my salvation— whom shall I fear? The LORD is the stronghold of my life— of whom shall I be afraid?