09/04/2026
Yesterday, I had my first colonoscopy.
Honestly, I was nervous. I know I should have done it years ago (I lost my dad to colon cancer 20 years ago), but I had been putting it off.
But God has given me a second chance at life, and I’m learning that part of that second chance is stewarding the body and life He has entrusted to me - even when that means doing the things I’d rather avoid.
Yesterday morning, while lying on the bed waiting for the procedure, I prayed.
I prayed that God would be with me, carry me through it, and keep me safe.
And then I had to let go. There was nothing else I could do but trust Him.
And you know what?
He did.
The procedure was a relatively positive experience. I had an amazing doctor who made me feel safe and cared for. That evening, I found myself praying again - not asking for anything, but simply thanking God for being with me, carrying me through, and keeping me safe.
Far above doesn’t mean far away.
God is greater than anything I can comprehend, but He is not distant from me.
He was with me in my anxiety. He was with me through the procedure. And He was with me afterward when I could finally breathe and say, Thank You.
Sometimes faith isn’t about being fearless.
Sometimes it’s being afraid, praying anyway, and trusting God to carry you through.
And yesterday, He did. ❤️