The year after my Daddy died, I
went to Shreveport to hang out with the Cashmere Mafia aka Yum Yum’s in
Shreveport. I called my sister and told
her I was coming by to take her to get a diet coke before I met the girls. She said that was great. As soon as I got in the car, I knew something
was wrong. She told me she had been
diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis. I was
immediately gripped with fear. I knew
nothing about this disease. Was it terminal?
Was it genetic? Did we all need
to get tested? How did it happen? Could she be cured?
Fear sank in. How did this happen to my precious baby
sister? She was smart and beautiful. She was full of life and so very young!! She
had just turned 45 years old. What did
this mean for her child? Her husband? Her Mother?
What were we going to do? I
needed to come up with a plan and answers.
(Note the word “I”). That word “I”
is fear talking. God already had a plan,
and “I” just did not realized it.
Carolyn was married to Mark. Mark is the best caregiver ever. He is the head of Poison Control in Louisiana
so they had access to the best medical care around. She had just started a new job where she
worked M-F from 8-5 compounding drugs and not in a pharmacy like CVS or
Walgreens where every sick person in town came in to get their meds. She had good insurance to pay for
treatment. She had a PhD in pharmacology
so she can make good decisions as to her treatment and plan for the future. They were living in Shreveport, so it was
easier for my Mother to get to her if Mark needed help.
I researched. I prayed.
I tried to be the strong one for everyone. Eventually, I told her that we would just not
be scared and deal with it one day at a time.
We would ……Let go, and Let God! That
is what we did. It’s been a scary battle
at times over the last seven years. I am
thankful my Dad has not seen what this debilitating disease has done to my
little sister. She is a woman of faith
as there is no way she could have survived these last couple of years without her
faith in Christ.
I’ll close by saying this every
time I end a post………….Let go, and Let God!
Don’t let fear in your life. Use
fear as a means to lean on God.
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