As I drove to chemo this afternoon, I asked God to removed my anxiety and help me to be calm through the experience. God’s word tells us to cast our cares on him, and so I did. I also planned to drink lots of water, eat a few lollies, and try to keep my mind on other things.
When I arrived at the hospital, I withdrew some cash from the ATM, and as I walked away a woman on crutches asked me,
“Are you David?”
“Yes I am”, I replied.
She told me that she knew me from university, and had recently been following my blog, and finding it very encouraging. I explained that I was at the hospital for another round of chemo.
“I’ll pray for you,” she said. “Right now.”
I thanked her, amazed at our chance (God-arranged) meeting. And yes, chemo seemed to go much quicker than it had in a quite a while.