Hello, Just to let you know I was very moved by your message and found it inspirational. Keeping you in prayer. annie
I was on the new Community Champions bit of the forum and Carolyn52 informed us all that there was a book club on this section, hence my 'visit' here (I usually post on the Moving Forward section). I didn't manage to locate the book club, instead I became side-tracked reading your posts. There is a book that I have been reading that has really helped me deal with all the emotional stress that cancer brings.To be honest I deleted my original post because I was concerned that by printing the title of this book I might inadvertently upset or offend someone and that is the very last thing I would wish to do. The book is basically about the benefits of slowing down your actions and practising meditation. I can confirm that I have had some very positive results by following the advice in this book and it has made me a lot calmer. If anyone is interested you can PM me and I will happily supply you with the title and author.
I wish I had faith. I don't know if I believe or don't believe there is anything higher up.
However, my young daughter asks me about heaven, and now I've got secondaries she is starting to question if any of it is true,
I'd love to say I will be watching over her from heaven one day as she needs to take some comfort from this, but how can I do that if I don't believe it myself (although the I really want to).
Hi,just wanted to say thanks for starting this thread. I know it's a few months since the post but wanted to put forward my thoughts. I've never really I had a faith. I say 'never really' because I wasn't a non-believer; more an agnostic who thought there might be something going on that we just couldn't see or prove. Since being diagnosed recently with breast cancer then bone mets two weeks later I knew I had to try everything I could to find a way of coping. I hope this doesn't sound disrespectful to those of you with a faith-only believing when you needed a BIG favour! I've been to my local Pentecostal church for the last couple of Sundays and have met with their Pastor. I can't claim to be a true believer just yet but when I'm in the church I do feel a little stronger. I can't help but ask the question -if there is a God why does he let all the horrible things in the world happen, but perhaps I just have to trust that there IS a reason - I'm just not in on the secret yet. The pastor told me to imagine a lifeline being thrown to me when I'm lost at sea and drowning. I seem to be able to grab hold if it every so often, but then another big wave comes along and I let go. I'm going to keep reaching though. Even if there's nothing at the end of all this, I think having a faith will keep me going just that bit longer.
Thank you Anna. I was asked by my Church the question as I do the odd article for the Parish Magazine with respect to my cancer. It made me think about my faith and how it was affected by knowing I had cancer, let alone terminal. I then wrote the article and thought how many cancer patients have been throught the same thing too. So I thought I would publish it here to see if it had affected anyone else since they were diagnosed or had someone who had been diagnosed.
Thank you for sharing this with everyone.
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I was asked recently had my faith changed since I became terminally ill with cancer? The answer simply is yes, it has. How did it become about, well that is a more complicated story. Firstly we need to ask ourselves, what is faith?
"Faith is confidence or trust in a person or thing or a belief not based on proof. It may also refer to a particular system of religious belief. The term 'faith' has numerous connotations and is used in many different ways, often depending on context."
Back in 2011/2012 I was diagnosed with breast cancer as my primary with secondary metastases of the spine and liver and that it was terminal. It was the moment Paul's life and mine changed forever. I know I can remember that I was angry with God as to why me? What had I done to be stuck down in this way. But after a few weeks in hospital fighting what was happening to me, it took me a while to realise that I could still be me, with the cancer or not and that I had a long road ahead of me to beat this disease one way or the other. I had to have faith in myself that I could fight it as well as faith in others to help me. That night I realised that, was such a relief and my attitude changed literaly overnight.
I have fought a long battle over the years, plus surviving a burst appendix and a touch of pneumonia last year which both put me in hospital. When I had the burst appendix, my husband was taken aside and told to prepare for the worst but I came through. I heard afterwards that the nurses would not give up on me and plagued the Doctor who was operating on me to not give up and to ensure that he had done all he possibly could to save me. Again those nurses had faith in the Doctor that he would do all that was necessary to save my life and he did. I can never thank him enough for what he did that day and having faith in going on to ensure all the poison was out of my system before sewing me up.
The Church had started including me in their prayer listing at the early onset and I believe that it is thanks to those prayers that I am still here where I am today. I have a long road ahead of me and I pray for guidance and strength to fight the disease eating away at me. My faith has failed a few times when things have gotten too tough to deal with but somehow I manage to get back where I needed to be.
Am I a better person for having a terminally ill disease, well I hope so, I try to be, as I was persuaded to write my own story of living with terminal cancer and therefore set up my own website and Facebook page to show others that you can live a normal life, even with terminal cancer. I try to show that with a little faith, you can overcome the darkest obstacles that life throws at you.
Recently I found that the livers in my tumour have been active and there has been new activity also to be found in my liver. Also that the Royal Berkshire Hospital can do no more for me so I am being referred to Royal Marsden Clinical Trials in Sutton, to see if they have something that could help my tumours.
I have been frightened and prayed for help and guidance. I would say I am not in the best of places just yet. But I know that God is watching over me, helping me to understand and that my Guardian Angels too are doing their bit too. Without that knowledge, and the love and support of my husband Paul, whose faith never seems to fail him, I don't think I could be as strong as i need to be to get on with my life and not let my faith diminish.