I have just learned that a dear and precious friend has advanced stage brain cancer. She is a fabulous, fun, intelligent, beautiful woman. I am wrecked.
Cancer stinks. There are no two ways about it. Cancer has taken my friends and my family and touched many more. I hate the disease. I find myself alternating between crying hard tears and calling out to God.
More than twenty years ago, my dear aunt Arlene was diagnosed with cancer. One of the verses my mom and I found during those months was Romans 8:26. “And the Holy Spirit helps us in our times of distress. For we don’t even know what we should pray for, nor how we should pray. But the Holy Spirit prays for us with groanings that cannot be expressed in words” (NLT).
That is what I am feeling right now. I have no words. But the Holy Spirit does and it will intercede on my behalf. And on my friend’s behalf too.