The Call That Shook My Bones, But Not My Foundation

I woke up on Tuesday, November the 3rd scheduled to work out of town, but a small whisper kept telling me not to go. I convinced myself there was no way I'd get a call this quick, so I picked up my boss and another coworker and off we went. It was approaching lunchtime when I received a telephone call from a familiar number. I excused myself from the conference room table, asking the gentleman we were working with if I could use his office for a moment.

I answered, it was my Gastroenterologist that performed the Colonoscopy/Endoscopy, Doctor Owen Mclean. Excellent doctor by the way in Birmingham, Alabama if you ever need one. He asked me if I had a moment to talk, I replied, "yes." He then proceeded to tell me that the biopsy results came back and that I did indeed have colon cancer. I wasn't phased at first, but Dr. Mclean has probably made this call hundreds of times, somehow knew it hadn't hit me yet. 

He continued to let me know the next steps, etc. while being mindful that the news would sink in at any moment. I honestly have to say, he was amazing with delivering the news, walking me through the next steps and waiting patiently for me to finally say, "I have cancer? I am only 47, how do I have cancer?" Then I burst into tears as thoughts of my two sons raced through my mind. He was there the whole time. So much so, I finally had to get him off the phone. 

Two things I knew as I hung up the phone.

1. I had Cancer
2. Imaging was the next step to see how bad it was

I regained my composure, (so I thought) put it in God's hands and walked back into the meeting. Everyone there knew what the call was in regards to and as I walked in, all eyes were on me. My composure was annihilated as I burst into tears, I muttered, "Can we go to lunch?" They didn't even have to ask, they knew the results of the call. As we made our way to lunch, my boss said, "When we get done eating, lets go pack up and head home. Take today and as much time as you need." I will share more about God being in the details later, but in that moment I knew I was exactly where God wanted me to be. 

We finished lunch and journeyed back to Birmingham. I dropped them off, made my way home and started letting everyone know the results of the test. Then I waited for the call to go in for imaging and my prayer was that it would be minimal and easily removed, then done. My foundation is on Christ, there is no stronger foundation in either the natural or super natural worlds. It doesn't mean, I wasn't shaken by the news, it simply means that while I did not understand the moment, I did know my life was secure in His hands.