Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Big Faith?

Just a little over a year ago I had big hair. Check it out. That's me in the chair on the right, grinning like a Cheshire cat. Sarah, my lovely hairdresser, was putting the finishing hair spray touches on me - right before I hit the stage in Uncle Phil's diner. It was a great time - both the rehearsals and the performance. I miss those days.

It seems like life has taken twists and turns and my destination is markedly different than I had planned. But that's just how God works, isn't it? And that isn't necessarily a bad thing.

Since my brush with mortality, I have learned much and have seen a snippet of something that has caused me to appreciate more and grumble less. I have watched God at work and witnessed what it means to be still and know that He is looking after things quite nicely.

On Thursday (12th) I'm returning to the Cancer Clinic in London. In one breath I am planning for the 'what-ifs' and writing down a million questions; then I exhale. And I remember what it means to have 'God with me.' I look at the year passed and how God has held me and lifted me and put incredible people in my path. My breathing becomes more relaxed and rhythmic.

My hair might not be big anymore. But that's okay. What I really and truly want to be big now, is my faith. I want to believe that God has healed me and that this year will be different again. I will wait and see what transpires on Thursday. Whatever it may be...I will be prepared.

1 comment:

Anja said...

Uncle Phill. now those are good memories. My jaw was sore from laughing. Wasn't it fun?