It’s My 6 Year Anniversary!
I had a whole blog post ready to go for day number 2,192 of my MBC cancer journey and then a song came on this beautiful spring morning that I had never heard called Flowers and I knew it needed to be a part of this post. The words so beautifully captured the last 6 years that a rewrite was in order this afternoon. Here is the song “Flowers” by Samantha Ebert
Well, blue skies and hillsides feel so far away
And I wrote in my notebook that I’ve seen better days
Than the ones as of late
I can’t bear the weight
The rain won’t stop pouring out my windowpane
And I haven’t left my bedroom in 76 days
I wish something would change
‘Cause I’m losing faith
So I brought it up in a desperate prayer
Lord, why are you keeping me here?
Then He said to me, “Child, I’m planting seeds
I’m a good God and I have a good plan
So trust that I’m holding a watering can
And someday you’ll see that flowers grow in the valley”
So whatever the reason, I’m barely getting by
I’ll trust it’s a season knowing that you’re by my side
Every step of the way
And I’ll be okay
‘Cause I brought it up in a desperate prayer
Lord, why are you keeping me here?
Then He said to me, “Child, I’m planting seeds
I’m a good God and I have a good plan”
So trust that I’m holding a watering can
And someday you’ll see that flowers grow in the valley
Mm, mm
When I’m on the mountain and looking down below
I’ll see a valley of flowers that needed time to grow
And I’ll thank you for the rain
The hurt and days of pain
And I’ll bring it up in a grateful prayer
Thank you, Jesus, for keeping me there
You know just what I need, and you’ve planted seeds
‘Cause you’re a good God with a real good plan
And you hold my world in a watering can
So I can have peace ’cause flowers grow in the valley
The emotions of the first few years, the first few tried and failed treatment plans, all are echoed in that first verse and chorus. Those experiences are all written down in this blog and rereading them is one of my favorite things to do. I can look back and see that they are the stories of God planting seeds. The last verse of the song is exactly how I am feeling on day 2,192. I see the flowers growing in that valley and they are beautiful.
So what else is growing these days? Besides my faith and trust that I am going to be Ok no matter what happens, not much in the world of cancer cells. The monthly labs and the spring scans done the past few weeks have proven that the treatment plan we started in October when things got a little hairy, was the right one and it has continued to be just what we needed to keep these cancer critters dazed and confused. Because of Jesus, scan reports show that all is quiet and stable. Our little critters are unable to get organized and have not set up shop anywhere new. Even their pop-up places in my liver and stomach have closed up for the season. Whooo Hooo! I have a doctor appt on Friday and am going to see about a dose reduction in hopes of lightening up these side effects. I love these drugs, but maybe we can turn the volume down a bit and still keep dancing.
One of the flowers growing in the valley is a trip planned for Switzerland in September. I am feeling the pull to travel and believe things are going to be ok enough in the next 6 months that we can head to more mountains I want to see in person. I find I have become deeply enamored by mountains, valleys and the high country over the past 6 years. Whether it is a mountain in Alaska, St. John, Idaho, or Portugal, God feels so big and so powerful as I stand in awe of them and Him, so I am beyond excited to see the Alps.
Thank you for your continued support. I know that I am regularly prayed for by so many. Thank you for sitting at the feet of the “Great Gardener” on my behalf. My relationship with Him has grown exponentially over the past 6 years and your prayers have been a part of that.
To my friends stuck in the rain right now, I get it. It still regularly rains on me too. I hope this song gives you the same encouragement that it gives me. There will be flowers, God promised.
Much Love,
Jodi





































































