A year ago this week I was in hospital. A year ago this week the doctor told me I had bowel cancer. And a year ago this week life was turned completely upside down, not only for me but for my whole family, both blood and faith!
I am truly amazed and indebted to our national health service and the surgeon, his team and so many nurses who looked after me, stood with me and cleaned up after me during both hospital stays last year. I am also indebted to so many of you (and many more who will probably never get to read this) who prayed for me and my family. Quite simply: there are no words to properly describe how I feel about you guys! I genuinely believe that without the prayers of friends and family; without my fellow Christians who stood in the gap for me and held up my hands to God when I did not have the energy to; without your faith, however small, I would not be where I am today: healthy and living a ‘normal’ sort of life.
The helping hands of both my own church family and that of others meant that when I came out of hospital after the operation in April it was 4 weeks before anyone in our house had to do any cooking. And the fabulous organiser of this from my own church was 8 months pregnant at the time! I also had friends who regularly took the boys off my hands for an afternoon or so well into the summer months. This, to me, is truly the body of Christ at work today.
So thank you. And if ever you are in need of prayer or any practical help, just shout!
“I am hard pressed on every side
But I’m not crushed,
I feel pulled to pieces
But inside, inside I know I’m not”
Hard Pressed: Lou Fellingham
2 Cor 4:8