While working on my book, I came across this journal entry from October 28, 2008. This
was 5 months after diagnosis. We were home from St Jude, and trying to find our new “normal”. I journaled about a conversation I had with Sydney that night…one that would change me forever…
October 28, 2008
“ All this is for your benefit, so that the grace that is reaching more and more people may cause thanksgiving to overflow to the glory of God.” (2 Cor 4:15)
Saturday night, we were on our way to a birthday dinner for my mom (Happy 39th, mom:-)! We had just dropped Carson off at a Fall/Holloween party that Sydney had been invited to, as well.
In the car ride from the party to dinner, Sydney said, “Mom, I used to be able to do things like that party”, and then started to cry.
I told her that she could have gone. That one of the ladies throwing the party would have stayed right by her side. She said she knew that, but that she didn’t want to go, because she would have had to have help for everything, like using the bathroom, etc.
As she cried in the backseat of the car, I just told her I was sorry that this is happening to her, and that I wish I had all of the answers to make her feel better.
She, in her mature, profound insight, told me that no person has all of the answers…because then we wouldn’t need Jesus. I was humbled and had to smile at her wisdom.
Just when I thought my heart couldn’t be more touched, she said something that literally left me dumbfounded. As she was still crying, she said, “But mom, I am just so thankful, because this cancer has brought me so much closer to God”.
My little ten year old girl was saying that she was thankful for her cancer…because good had come from it…because through it, she has grown closer to God.
She was giving thanks, because she realized that it is all for her good, and that through the grace God has given her…and because it has spread to countless others through her faithfulness…God will be glorified through it.
She prays every night for her oncologist to know Jesus. She is awed to tears when someone says their lives have been changed because of her. She gets it…and gives thanks for it all.
It was a humbling lesson taught to a mom by her “terminal” child. You witness that kind of grace in a child every day, and you can’t help but be forever changed.
Thank you, Sydney, for changing my life in innumerable ways. I love you more!