Posted by April Boyer Oct. 16, 2017. Guest Rosie Williams tells how worship helped her recover from a devastating illness. She carefully nestled “God Stories” of hope, faith, love, grace, trust, healing, and joy into the pages of her book. “A prayer has sealed every chapter in this book, with the hope that God will use just the right story, to inspire just the right person, at just the right time.” Welcome Rosie! Visit her blog where the book is also available: http://www.nuggetsfromtheheart.com/
WORSHIP WINS The WAR
And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose. (Romans 8:28 NIV)
On September 12, 2006, I sat in the office of an Ear Nose & Throat specialist in Chicago, IL. My husband was seated in the chair next to me as we waited for the doctor to come in and give me the results of a recent thyroid biopsy. The office had called me about an hour earlier and told me they had my results but needed me to come in to receive the results even though I asked for them over the phone. Red flag! Then the nurse casually said to me over the phone, “You may want your husband to meet you here. Second red flag!
WORSHIP VS DOUBTS
In spite of the unsettling warnings in my spirit, I tried not to let my mind wander into the valley of “what ifs.” The doctor came in and we exchanged greetings. He pulled out a couple of x-ray photos which were the pictures with the ultrasound findings from my neck. I remember him saying he was very glad I had followed the advice of my primary physician a couple of months earlier to look into the small lump he had discovered on the right side of my neck. As a result of the scan, a second smaller mass was found on the left side of the thyroid gland. It was too small to be felt. My primary doctor urged me to go have a biopsy of both masses.
As the ENT specialist pointed to each picture he explained that one never knows exactly what they will find with biopsies. The surprise here was that the larger mass on the right was benign. Unfortunately, the smaller mass on the left, was in fact, cancer. Just like that, the “C” word was part of my life.
As soon as I heard him say cancer, I must have zoned out. It was like my mind suddenly refused to take in anything else this man wearing a starched white coat had to say. Yes, I could see his lips moving and I was aware that my husband’s arm was around me. But I heard nothing else the doctor was saying until he asked me if I had any questions for him. I looked at my husband and I looked at my doctor. Then the tears began to flow.
Ironically the only question I had at that moment was simply this: “So doctor, how big a scar will this leave on my neck?” The look on my husband’s face spoke volumes but in his wisdom, he said nothing. I know he was thinking, “My goodness Rosie. He just told you that you have cancer and you’re worried about a scar?!?” Looking back now at the irony of the moment I can almost chuckle. But at the time, there was no humor to be found.
WORSHIP THROUGH TRIALS
I had my thyroid removed two weeks later on September 28, 2006 the day after my fifty third birthday. The surgery was the easy part. I mean can you believe that you can go into the hospital early in the morning, have surgery to remove cancer from your body, sleep off the anesthesia and be discharged to go home to your former happy life within 24 hours! Not exactly. Yes, I went home the following morning but little did I know that I was embarking on the most difficult and frightening journey to recovery I had ever experienced.
WORSHIP THROUGH REFINING
Allow me to backtrack for just a minute here. The day I received the cancer diagnosis, my husband drove me home and he encouraged me to rest for a little while. I remember falling into a short but deep sleep. I honestly cannot say if what I heard was part of a dream I was having or words I heard as I was waking up.
It does not matter really because the bottom line is simply this: God gave me a promise at that moment. It was a promise of healing. In my heart, I heard the Lord whisper the following words to me: “Rosie I am going to heal you. I am going to use the hands of a surgeon to remove the cancer. Your healing will come but I am taking you through the fire to heal you. This fire is not for your demise but it is a Refiner’s fire. Trust me.”
A SEASON OF RECOVERY AND WORSHIP
Looking back at that season of recovery and healing there really is just one word that best describes my journey. FIRE. After my surgery, the protocol was to receive an ablation which was basically ingesting a radioactive pill to burn out any possible remaining cancer cells. The catch was that the ablation had to be done six weeks after surgery in order for me to be totally thyroid function free. Let me just say that the human body does not deal well at all without that little thyroid gland.
Never in my life had or have I to this day been so depleted of strength. Everything seemed to shut down. The fatigue I experienced was actually painful. With each passing week that I waited for the day of ablation my body grew weaker and my mind plunged deeper into a thick fog like I have never experienced. Most days I was doing good to drag myself out of bed, take a quick shower and collapse back into my bed or the nearest chair. Something as simple as blow drying my hair was an overwhelming task! My arms felt like they were hanging on with thin rubber bands that would snap if I exerted even the slightest of energy.
WORSHIP WINS THE WAR
I recall one night in particular. It seemed that every horrific symptom I had been experiencing was being magnified a hundred times over. I was going many nights with little to no sleep. This night as I lay in bed crying, I felt like I was fighting every lying demon of fear. I got out of bed and picked up my Bible. I did not want to wake my husband so I walked quietly into the family room. I began to pace and pray as tears flooded my face. As I walked in the darkness of the room clutching my Bible, I cried out to God to take this cup from me.
I have no idea how long I paced the floor when all of a sudden I heard these words spoken to my desperate heart: “Worship me. Worship wins the war.” I thought to myself, “Worship? I can hardly pray. How can I worship?” Again, the same words came to me. “Worship me, Worship wins the war.”
WORSHIP IN SPITE OF CIRCUMSTANCES
And that is exactly what I did in that moment. Somehow, I found the strength to worship my God in the midst of the fire. I learned that night that true worship is something you do not BECAUSE of a situation but you worship IN SPITE of a situation. Did all my pain and symptoms suddenly vanish? No but what did happen was a peace that washed over me like I had not known before. That night I learned a valuable lesson which I have never forgotten. Worship is the key to victory when worship is the hardest thing to do. Worship wins the war!
WORSHIP WHILE WALKING THROUGH THE FIRE
For now, I close with this encouragement to you. I do not know what kind of “fire” you may be facing. What I do know is that the Lord will get in the midst of that fire and walk with you. During my time of recovery, the Lord literally “parked” me in the book of Daniel, Chapter 3. For months that was the chapter I read over and over, gleaning precious nuggets of truth for my journey to healing. You likely know the story of the three Hebrew children who were also thrown into a fire at the order of a crazed ruler. He meant to destroy them.
But God! He saw his children in that fire and said, “Hang tight kids, I’m coming in there with you!” And that is exactly what he did. He walked the fire with them until the king had no choice but to release them and acknowledge that these young Hebrews served the one true God of miracles.
My friend, God will not only get in the fire with you, he will use that fire to refine you and give you a testimony that others will marvel at. Your testimony will point others to the God you serve. People are desperately looking for answers. As Believers, we have those very answers and they all point to a gracious, merciful and loving God. So, no matter what you may be going through today remember there is no fire too hot that will keep your Savior from walking with you through the flames. Trust him.
From my Heart to Yours,
(c) Rosie Williams 9/16/17
About the Nuggets Writer:
Rosie is a wife, a mother, a grandmother, a ‘second momma’ to many and now an author. She says: “The best part of my life is being a daughter of my Heavenly Father who makes all thing possible!”
A southern girl Texas born, but Tennessee transplant, Rosie talks encouragement in her blog http://www.nuggetsfromtheheart.com/ and in her just-released book Nuggets From The Heart. She’d like for you to bring your coffee or tea, sit, sip and chat! The book can be purchased through her website.
“At my blog as well as in the book you will find a collection of my personal stories during various seasons of my life. As you read these “Nuggets” I pray you will be encouraged through a fresh revelation of God’s goodness and faithfulness. My Nuggets were planted in my heart by the Father and then harvested by me to share the truth of the Father’s love for anyone who reads them.
There’s just one more thing I have to say. You are not here by accident! I believe there is a Nugget specifically waiting for you no matter what season of life you may be in. This moment is for you. Enjoy, be blessed and be sure to come back anytime! Oh, and if you happen to read something that tugs on your heart, feel free to pass my Nuggets on to another sweet soul. You never know…you just might be the answer to someone’s prayer for a Nugget of hope!”
You may also enjoy: When it’s hard to believe enough “Hope- The Thing With Feathers” – http://www.restginhisshadow.com/hope-wings/
and when your faith is slipping because of fear and doubt, see “Ways to Feel God’s Presence Again” http://www.restginhisshadow.com/presence/