I drew a picture to celebrate my last day of chemotherapy. Because words are not enough.
We were inspired by the Appel’s whom we visited. They had artwork displayed around their house that I think was made my Tom’s sister along with other interesting displays they’d made for each other or their kids over the years. We’ve made some progress in this area with the help of Mom Weaver who has blessed us with some collages from our adventures and pictures of special little ones in our life. We also wanted to take a little responsibility to have some fun and take some creative ownership of our space. Shannon was really interested in getting some pictures related to fall, and I’d been reading Calvin and Hobbes and admiring his work on trees especially.
The following is the result of several hours on my Glaxaxy Note 3 using the sketch-up app. It isn’t photoshop by a long stretch, but its a heck of a lot cheaper and faster than buying art supplies. I’ve been able to pretty much do whatever I’ve sent my mind to. The picture is meant to reflect all the seasons of the year. I think Abby turned out the best because I repainted her to fit a new canvas size for printing. I used a reference picture the second time which helped a lot!
Special Thanks to Rick and Beth Barr and Bruce and Lyma McFall for helping me push through extreme chemo fog to get the picture printed for our anniversary. Step two will be hanging it up…
This is the latest update for my students about my cancer treatment so far:
Culture shock hit for the first time in a while when the beauty of the changing leaves became peppered with signs for candidates. I realized I felt as helpless and frustrated about these signs as when I pass the homeless. Then I realized there wasn’t much difference. They’re both begging for enough people to help them hold on to a way of life. In China the people don’t have to deal with this unwelcome pressure-from candidates I mean, not the homeless.
Kathie Siler (my mother) is a dedicated blogger and recently discussed one of my favorite subjects: Baby Luke! A fun new twist is that I get to serve as a metaphorical pebble in the water. Read all about it if you haven’t already.
How does one wrap their head around something? I’ve heard and pondered this phrase a lot recently. During this season of chemotherapy for Luke and my own continual personal journey with The Lord and career path, some days I just find my head rolling around.
You can’t literally have your head wrapped around something, however something can be wrapped around your head. For example, a mummy. Driving home from a doctor appointment with Luke I said I felt like a mummy, but with only a tiny piece of “cloth” is wrapped around my head.
But as I write, I think for myself it might be the opposite. I think for myself I have been a mummy and the wrapping is coming off slowly. The hint of a start happening in China. Being back in “America” (as the Chinese students always called it, not “United States”) for almost a year and half has rocked my world in many, many ways. Being rocked and unwrapped is possibly the reason why I haven’t written on our blog. I didn’t know what to say, because I didn’t necessarily know what was happening.
In a sermon from our home church, our pastor said we need to know the reality of life and that reality is knowing God. Believing, trusting and relying on God for your everyday needs is the reality of life. So when you go on a vacation, it is still reality, just in a different place. When we lived in China for two years, it was reality. When we came home and Luke worked full time and I part time, it was still the reality of knowing God. God was and continues to wake up my mummy of expected life to revealing what His will is which comes in the real things that occur for me and my marriage everyday.
Allowing God’s reality for my life has unwrapped the mummy and I’ve become more alive in this world. The mummy analogy is a very new one, but growing up and even to this day, I would say I lived in a bubble. It wasn’t my parents that kept me from experiences and I was not sheltered, but I was not aware of “the outside world.” Revisiting this idea with my dear husband, he drew a picture to help with his understanding.
Jesus tells his disciples in John 15:19, “you do not belong to the world, but I have chosen you out of the world.” Then in 17:11,15,16 Jesus prays to the Father for the chosen, “I will remain in the world no longer, but they are still in the world… My prayer is not that you take them out of the world but protect them from the evil one. They are not of the world, even as I am not of it.”
The drawing and scripture combined, you can see that I feel more free, believing I can be in the world, but also that I am not of it. God has a plan for each one of us; that plan may not always be the same thing as we see it, but His plan is to keep, those who trust in Him, on course to eternity to reveal His glory along the way.
Are you still a mummy wrapped up in your own world or are you allowing God to unravel your life to see His beauty in this world and beyond?
Here’s the original:
Late night doodle before a week of chemotherapy.This is how I’m processing.
I know this is saving my life, which I tend to think of as a super thing, like a super hero might do. So this is my attempt to personify chemotherapy. I’m being saved; I don’t have to romanticize or even like it.