When cancer hit me hard, I remembered George, his words, and his attitude. I, too, decided to praise the Lord and see cancer as a gift and not a curse. Thank you, George. You changed my life.
I write about George in Praise the Lord and Pass the Chemo: A Hopeful Response to a Hard Reality. Enjoy this partial excerpt from my book:
"'I have a praise report! I have cancer!' George smiled wide as he announced his diagnosis to a group gathered for a Wednesday night of prayer.
'George! How is that a praise report?' The stunned assembly seemed to ask in unison.
'Can you imagine the people I'll meet and tell about Jesus? Doctors! Nurses! All kinds of medical staff! Why, I'm having chemotherapy every week with the same seven people in the same room. I'm going to tell all of them 'I know I'm going to Heaven. Do you? And they won't be able to leave because we're all having chemo.'
For George, cancer was a reason for thanksgiving. Telling people about Jesus was his passion. Cancer opened doors to share his faith with people he otherwise might never meet.
I would have loved being in the doctor's office when the oncologist tried to heal George, and George tried to heal the oncologist.
'George, this is serious. You are a sick man.'
'Doctor, if you don't know Jesus as your Savior, you are a lot sicker than I am!'
Remembering my God-loving friend, I determined — like George — to look at cancer as an opportunity rather than an obstacle. . . .
I walked into the cancer center with joy in my step and a prayer in my heart.
Every six weeks I receive a five-hour infusion in a private room with one nurse — what an opportunity to make a friend I may have never met, except for cancer. On my first infusion day the nurse and I talked about Jesus. . . .
'You must be tired of listening to me.' I smiled as the sedative kicked in. My eyes and tongue were heavy.
'Oh, no! I could listen to you all day.' She meant it. Without a hint of flattery or a nurse's bedside manners, she spoke with sincerity as the Holy Spirit worked in her heart.
Later, with a hop and I skip, I left the hospital thanking George for his example and God for allowing me to share Jesus and hope with a new friend. Exhilarated by all God did that day, I got into my car proclaiming, 'Well, praise the Lord and pass the chemo.'"
Ha! My next thought was Oh no! That sounds like a book title! And so was conceived Praise the Lord and Pass the Chemo: A Hopeful Response to a Hard Reality.
George was so excited to see the book! He bought multiple copies and passed them along to any in need. I remember his grin and excitement seeing God use him through this story.
George died July 7, 2019 at the age of sixty-six. I'm sure his smile is a mile wide and I suspect he's already asked Jesus if he wants a copy of my book. Thank you, George, for impacting this world and my life for Christ. I miss you. I rejoice that you are in Heaven with Jesus, the One you love most.
In memory of George,
I am giving away one free copy of Praise the Lord and Pass the Chemo.
If you would like to enter the give-away,
please leave a comment of any kind,
a prayer for his family,
or a memory of how you remember George.
I will choose a name from a bowl
on Thursday night, July 25, 2019 at 9:00 p.m.
"But I have raised you up for this very purpose,
that I might show you My power and
that My name might be proclaimed in all the earth."
And the winner of
Praise the Lord and Pass the Chemo is . . .
Thank you for remembering George
with your sweet words.
Thank you to all who remembered
He blessed me,
I pray he blessed you too.
Splashes of Serenity from George to you, because George knows the Christian life is the only life filled with serenity,