Those of you who know me, know that my relationship with Jesus is what is most important to me. I have been amazed at how God has been at work these first three weeks since my diagnosis.
The day before I was diagnosed, I was working through a 2025 plan with my friend Angela. One question asked what we wanted for our spiritual growth. I told her that was difficult for me to honestly answer. I wanted to ask God to go deeper, but some distinct times I remember praying for specific things with earnestness, my brother was diagnosed with metastatic cancer, and the other time Liz lost her leg. I’m thankful for a counselor who helped me work through me not being the one who “caused” these things to happen; God was simply waiting for me to be ready to hear. As I recalled this, I did pray on Saturday for God to draw me nearer to Him. If I had learned about the cancer sooner, I may have been angry or discouraged. Now, I don’t like having cancer, but I know that God is right here with me.
Immediately after receiving the diagnosis in the ED, separated just by a curtain, the couple on the other side of the curtain began praying for me.
My second day in the hospital, the resident prayed with me. Yes, she did appropriately approach my faith in our conversations.
My first day home, my friends Kelly and Marty came over to pray with me. My neighbor Adela stopped over and warmed my soul. Then, on that first Friday, John and Heather Gildea came over. For many years, I have heard how God has used them to bring healing to cancer patients through various supplements. I never thought I would be one.
The Thursday after we told our congregation at Hope Community Church, the elders held a prayer service for me. We had never done anything like this before, and I didn’t know what to expect. That hour filled me with such hope and peace. I was anointed with oil and reminded that I’m not alone in this. God’s love for me is so deep.
Kim Holman's Journey 