When I was diagnosed with cancer and began my treatment two and a half years ago, I could not have imagined the life I’m living today or any life for that matter. I wanted to dial up God and ask Him, “…how long do I have to live…?”, “…what will my family do without me…?”, “…what will come of this journey?”. Then I thought “…maybe these doctors are wrong …”. But I knew deep down, God makes no mistakes and I had to make a conscious decision that it was God’s Morning, God’s Afternoon and God’s Evening!
Have you ever typed a text message so fast that the auto-correct not only corrected your misspellings, but also assumed your thoughts?!? You sent the message and when you got your response, you realized you sent a cryptic message that made absolutely no sense whatsoever, but your beloved recipient knew exactly what you meant! The “smart” smartphones took over your thoughts and created images that otherwise would not have been imagined. It happens to the best of us. We have choices…slow down, disable the auto-correct, or simply dial the human you wish to engage with on the phone!
Cancer is like that auto-correct. It takes over, gets in your mind without hesitation, sends messages that may not be intentional and needs clarification and explanation to the recipient! I wanted to disable cancer, slow down and simply dial up God.
In the mornings, I pray and thank God for not starting without me. I appreciate the 
small things like how the sun shines in a particular spot in my living room in the morning, the best place for my dear Ivy to grow. The mornings are such sacred times to reflect and think about my purpose for the day. Morning is another chance to make a difference, another day to fight, another day to share my testimony and journey.
In the afternoons, I take time to rest and continue to thank God for allowing me to maneuver through the day. I appreciate coming home to my family and spending time enjoying sports with my son and husband and preparing for another day of life. Helping with homework, preparing dinner, just being content.
The evenings bring about a certain calmness, but yet brings trepidation. The stillness and opaqueness of the night allows for further reflection of the day, but further thoughts of what is to come. Closing eyes, saying good nights seem to be a somewhat unwarranted finality. But this is also the time I speak to God the most. The time I lean on Him and leave the auto-correct behind. I dial up God and know it’s His will! God’s Morning, God’s Afternoon, God’s Evening. 
Whenever I attempt to type Good Morning, Good Afternoon, or Good Evening, my auto-correct assumes God’s Morning, God’s Afternoon, and God’s Evening. I believe it’s another way for me to be reassured that HE is in control and all I have to do is dial him up and he will provide me comfort, strength, and a greeting to share with those who are the recipients of my updates and my testimony!
My Cancer Wisdom to You: The day belongs to God. Dial Him up!!! Give thanks in all things big and small. He is using auto-correct to help you see that you have an intentional purpose. Slow down and receive it!
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