Oh, my heart.
When I got my diagnosis, I wondered how I would walk the hard days. I knew that if the cancer became fatal, that there was a good probability of a long period of suffering and waning strength. I knew I trusted God where I stood at the moment, but I wondered if I could trust Him through days of unrelenting pain- even to death. I desperately wanted to walk wherever He took me, and I wanted to walk it well. I knew that He would not leave me, but I worried that my flesh would be weak and that my spirit might fail Him. I stumbled upon the blog of Rory Feek a few months ago. I have read along as Rory details his wife, Joey's, cancer diagnosis and decline.
This woman has walked through her cancer journey so beautifully, honestly, gracefully, heart-wrenchingly, and has done it with Jesus. Watching the manner in which Joey walked that road has encouraged my heart beyond what I can express. I don't know if my road will take a similar turn, but she has unknowingly assured me that regardless the turns my life may take, I can face and endure them unwaveringly with a strength and fortitude that is not my own.
My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever. (Psalm 73:26 ESV)
Joey has said goodbye to her two-year-old daughter and loving husband, and she is in the final moments before she meets Jesus. My heart is broken and and rejoicing for her at the same time. My body is wracking with sobs for this woman I will never meet. Please pray for her family and those who love her. Please read her story. It is a powerful view of what is possible in surrender to Christ. Even unto death.
You can find Joey and Rory's story here - thislifeilive.com