In the past decade I have battled cancer twice when healthy cells went rogue and developed into uterine cancer and then a few years later, breast cancer. It is gone now. Lyme is dead and gone also, through a healing released in my body by Jesus, our Healer. I have a new and better life with all the freedoms I experience now. I. am. still. here.
Sixty-nine is a good age. An age I find myself grateful to be. I. am. still. here. I also find myself deeply desiring 20 more years of life on this earth. I look forward to great-grandchildren while treasuring each morning I open my eyes. I still can battle fear of sickness or death, but I counter it with praise for the day I have. I can name too many friends who did not reach the age of 69, but I can name more who arrived.
Isn't life amazing? Aren't our bodies amazing? And our God? More amazing still! Tomorrow the sun comes up on a new year and I will rejoice. Reaching 69 is a gift I will unwrap and enjoy. I will walk into it with praise, grateful for every wrinkle, gray hair, cellulite bump, and more. I. am. still. here.