TITLE: Faith In Action July 14, 2016
By Yolanda Payne
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A positive mammogram turned my world upside down and forced me to reexamine my faith. My faith was placed on a chopping block and found lacking.
After reviewing the results of a mammogram, my doctor informed me that a lump in my left breast had been revealed. Because he recommended a surgeon, I took the mammogram results to the surgeon.
The one thing that every woman dreads had happened to me. A lump was found in my left breast. Alarm bells rang in my head with the message, “you are going to die”. Although I knew that a lump did not necessarily mean it was cancerous I continued to be afraid. I asked my mother to go with me and she readily agreed. When the scheduled day for my appointment my mother informed me she was unable to go with me and I went alone.
The surgeon was very pleasant. He wanted me to have a Magnetic Resonance Imaging Scan (MRI) performed because the lump was very small, and he was unable to make a decision. After studying the results of my mammogram and MRI, the surgeon explained that because the lump was small, he did not want to make a diagnosis based upon a mammogram and MRI. He chose to wait and examine me again in six months. I was relieved because I did not want a biopsy because of my fear of what a biopsy would reveal. When I was a girl in rural Louisiana, women often went in to have biopsies and left with at least one less breast.
I shared the surgeon’s opinion with the women at work. They were surprised that the surgeon wanted to wait six months before considering a biopsy. Although they believed his behavior was unusual, they happy for me.
Each night I prayed to God and asked Him to remove the lump. On the day of my appointment to see the surgeon I decided that if a biopsy was necessary I would allow it to be performed. The surgeon told me the lump was disappearing. He advised me wait to come back in six months and If the lump was gone he would release me. I was overjoyed and felt a sense of relief.
During the drive home I repeatedly thanked God for removing the lump. The Holy Spirit began to speak to me. He reminded me of my reaction to the surgeon’s diagnosis. He also reminded me of my prayer request to God. Although I prayed and asked God to remove the lump, I did not experience a sense of release at the end of my prayer. I received a sense of relief after the surgeon told me the lump had disappeared.
Was my faith in God’s promise or rather the doctor’s pronouncement? Was there no joy and relief after submitting my prayer request to God? I must admit my faith was some what lacking because I needed conformation because I could accept the healing provided by God. My lack of faith in God and his word was revealing.
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