I haven’t blogged in several weeks, partly due to grieving over my brother’s death from cancer. I will never fully recover. He was a godly man, cherished family member, and precious saint. An example to me in many ways.
Another time-consuming distracting week was our vacation to Disney World. What a joyous time with my family! I walked more than I thought I could, rested in the afternoon and walked some more! I will post some pictures later. We also had Easter, visitors from overseas, HongKun from Korea and Reiko from Japan, and doctor visits to keep us busy.
On April 4th I have another Pet Scan to see if my cancer has returned (done three months after the last chemo/radiation treatment) although I won’t find out the results for a week. However, I have been feeling pretty well. Some days I am more tired than others, but I think that is part of the recovery process. It could be just getting older, as they say, but the naps feel really good! I am cutting back now and taking a nap only every other day.
My Aunt Frances, 86 years old, was just diagnosed with bladder cancer. For a healthy family, all this has been very shocking. She is the third person in six months. And as for me, my heart is very heavy. I want to feel God’s strong presence now more than ever, and be found faithful. I found a verse that encouraged me: Psalm 106:43-45.
“Many times He delivered them, but they rebelled against Him by their counsel, and were brought low for their iniquity. Nevertheless, He regarded their affliction when He heard their cry; and for their sake He remembered His covenant and relented according to the multitude of His mercies.” NKJ.
Same verses, NIV version: “Many times he delivered them, but they were bent on rebellion and they wasted away in their sin. Yet he took note of their distress when he heard their cry; for their sake he remembered his covenant and out of his great love he relented.”
To me, this means that many times I rebelled or failed to listen to God, yet, nevertheless, or even so, He has heard my cry. The “nevertheless” is my word for the day. Even though I have not always obeyed God as I wish I had, nevertheless He hears me. Because He loves me. Enough to remember His covenant. Now isn’t that a great loving God?
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3 replies on “Does God Hear My Cry?”
We are all profoundly sad! All 3 of us prayed every night and most mornings. Isaiah asked over and over for Fredrick to have a miracle. With older parents at the age where many of our friends and family have cancer and do in fact pass on, he is learning early about death and the hope Christ gives us to reunite. Kathryn, I simply can not image the grief. I am profoundly sad for you too. I didn’t know until this post so if their is an obituary, please send links or info when you can.
Thank you Philip. Here is the obituary site. http://www.cooperfuneral.com/obituaries/Fredrick-Akin/#/Obituary
Thank you for those comforting words. You are in my prayers, and your family, too.