Is the answer in the light, or must we stand in the shadow to recognize the difference between healthy and unhealthy?
Is the disease the enemy viewed as a foe? Can medicine allure the cancer stricken patient to rid discomfort and to ultimately be cured?
While life unfolds for everyone else near and far, part or apart from the living quarters of a person suffering from cancer, assisting as a caregiver is like shadowing to serve the instant thing needed. It is the most gratifying unselfish job on the planet because the energy given for another one to be comforted is borderline divine. The cure is also in the caring to care. As my dear friend Michelle Yeager pointed out, ” Because your husband Dan has what he has , he is allowed to be as he is.” That nips the edges of any aggravation that may arise in providing for the needs of an ailing loved one. The compassion felt is driven by the love of God in us.
The cure is within each soul abiding in the flesh.
Consideration of all things possible comes first.
The acceptance of being afflicted by cancer is like the clasping of hands together interlocking the fingers to let rest, and then letting go as one would a fistful of sand and wiping every last grain…
Second, after acceptance, comes peace born in learning and teaching about the conditions of the body, mind, and spirit. Oh, one can overlook the reality of the nitty gritty, but this is the outline that is not bypassed.
It is a fact we need one another to conceive, to be nurtured to nurture, and to become all that each was willed to serve in this world. That is why there are so many tasks to be fulfilled by all of us in this world. We learn and teach simultaneously and always interactively.
Cancer afflicts even those in the medical fields. Their specified skills may serve the rarest of diseases yet their professions do not give them a pass from ailments. Humans breathe and bleed. They thrive to belong and “the wholesome” strive to survive by serving their best. The missing parts of this equation is we are uniquely different yet we speak the same language in time of need. The ill need kindness.
Mark Twain aptly wrote: ” Kindness is the language the blind can see and the deaf can hear.”
Therefore, the third component to beating cancer is love. The good Bible tells us love is kind.
My neurosurgeon husband chose to be a stem cell transplant patient at MD Anderson in Houston, Texas.