In Our Weakness, God Reigns ...Not Cancer

Each week only one of us can get the sound permit to use the microphone on the sidewalks: Cities4Life pro-life counselors, or the abortion center. The abortion center applies each week, and often get it, but never use it. They just don't want us to have it, as speaking God's word over the mic is powerful in convincing women to choose life. So much for pro-choice. They are only pro-THEIR choice...which is abortion...or they don't get paid. 

This Monday, they got the sound permit, so we lost a valuable tool. On top of that, our nurses were not available, so the mobile ultrasound RV wasn't out with us as usual. We lost a second valuable tool.

I was not thrilled about this since it was my last week on the sidewalks before my mastectomy. I probably will be out at least two weeks...maybe more. However, I know my God. He doesn't need a microphone. He doesn't even need ultrasounds. He is God and He is able.

So, no sound system, except our voices and our megaphones, and no ultrasound RV, but get this! Four mamas chose life, and four little babies were saved!

This is often how God works. He waits till it is impossible, till we are our very weakest, and then He reveals His strength. I take great courage from this truth, because I am trying to be courageous and strong as I face my mastectomy Friday, but truth be told, I am scared, and mourning.

I am overwhelmed with what I am up against, and can't believe this is happening to me. I am healthy. How could I, whose favorite food is salad, and who runs a minimum of five miles a day, be sick...with such a terrible disease?

Don't worry, God tells me, when you are weak, I am strong.

OK, God. I am counting on it.

Blooper of the day: one abortive mom who was VERY hard-hearted, drove away, probably after a pill abortion, and zoomed past us, ignoring our offers of post-abortive literature. She returned a short time later. As she was running into the clinic, I called out, "Did you forget something? Like your baby?"

Sadly, she did....

I head off today for my pre-op appointment. I imagine a super exciting agenda is lined up for me, like bloodwork. But the trepidation is balanced with an onslaught of emails from loving church members, huge sales of my art work the past few days, and prayers from many faithful friends.

My fantastic daughter-in-law and her precious mom sent me a goody bag of gifts including a really fancy eyebrow pencil and sharpener. I have never, not once used an eyebrow pencil, but she promised me I could master EVEN that. Since chemo is an expensive eyebrow remover, my sweet daughter-in-law is making sure I am prepared. How I love her! 

Again, God's mercies and graces are manifold. So many saved babies, and the love of family reaching out to comfort and uphold, all in one day! I am so blessed!
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 Here is a pastel I pulled out of the attic yesterday that is for sale. It is a pastel, 22x30, titled, Come!
I thought that was a good painting to close out today's blog. Christ is urging all of us to come, follow Him, trust Him, obey Him, and He will fill the nets we cast to overflowing.

Philippians 4:19 

And my God will supply every need of yours according to his riches in glory in Christ Jesus.

James 1:17 

Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change.

Isaiah 41:13 

For I, the Lord your God, hold your right hand; it is I who say to you, “Fear not, I am the one who helps you.”

1 Peter 5:6

Humble yourselves, therefore, under the mighty hand of God so that at the proper time he may exalt you,

John 1:16 

And from his fullness we have all received, grace upon grace.