up until march 1996 i had a lived a charmed life
i had a happy childhood
i loved my highschool experience
my parents were still married & obviously still loved each other
i was a young healthy mom
owner of my own small business
working as a nurse in pediatric oncology
i spent my weekend teaching aerobics & running 10k's
i was married to a wonderful man
my husband gregg was the vision of health
best friend to many
successful college career in track & basketball
a triathlete & an avid skiier
a brilliant teacher & a wonderful youth pastor
our world turned upside down when the doctor told us he had cancer
we might do well if he survived the 5 year mark
we ended up with 9months
i learned during those months what i could hope in
i could hope the doctors could heal him
i could hope the medicine would work
i could hope in the power of positive thinking
i could hope in being 'happy' & the "he's young, he'll beat this" said by many
i could hope in the fact that everything else in my world had always worked out
i could hope in pastors who preach health & wealth
who lead you to believe that praying hard enough
combined with the "all things work together for good"
will surely bring good health
but honestly i knew the only thing i could hope in was my heavenly father
in a God whose name & character was not
dependent on the outcome of gregg's battle with cancer
whose promises are true
whether everything is seemingly all right with the world
or when that world is actually crumbling down
i'm ashamed to admit this
but scriptures had always just been beautiful poetry
stories that while i was familiar with the characters
i didn't truly feel connected with god's word
there were many many days when i honestly felt i could loose my mind
i felt like i was walking a tightrope
where any slight change
or shift would cause me to come tumbling down
& never arise again
the cliche take one day at a time
was way too grand
i was barely able to take one hour at a time
would gregg have another seizure?
when would emi need to nurse?
was it time for madison to nap?
had anyone played with savannah?
did i pay the bills on time?
supper?
i asked friends to write out scriptures for me on 3x5 cards
i carried them everywhere
when i would sit at a redlight
my mind would start to wander
anxious thoughts would begin to creep in
i'd grab those scriptures & read them out loud
over & over
i knew i wasn't alone
i knew He was with me
i knew He cared about me & loved my 3 little girls
i didn't know what my future would hold
i never prayed for a new husband
not once
maybe i was afraid to put my hope in a seemingly happy ending
but truthfully i didn't want to put god in a box
i didn't want to have the mindset that falling in love again would
right all wrongs
would make my world perfect again
but amazingly he did send dan
i think most of you know how much i love this man
how much i don't deserve him
& all his goodness
but i want you to know
that even if he hadn't sent my sweet dan my way
i would still know He was with me
that He was faithful & true
that He is the only one true thing to put worthy of hope
i wanted to share this part of my story
for you in you are in a place that doesn't make sense
if you are in a place where you feel alone
or that the answer you're praying for doesn't seem to be the one you're hearing
you have someone you can hope in
i don't tell you these things because i think i did a great job during those years
i did what anyone else would do
get out of bed
breathe in
breathe out
take care of my babies
love those around me
& lean on Him
every minute
of every day
this was us
just a few weeks after gregg passed away
christmas 1996
& these were my baby girls that year
a few weeks ago my youth pastor asked if i'd do a quick video testimony
i'd love to share it with you....
please pause the playlist on the right
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