How God Uses Our Illness to Heal Others
For the past four years, I’ve been open and honest about my life. I began this blog as a way to deal with the trauma of my first marriage, to share about my ex-husband’s drug addiction, abandonment, single motherhood, binge eating, depression, anxiety and the ways God has redeemed my life and my family’s life.
I believe God created me to be a storyteller, even when things are confusing, hurtful and misunderstood.
This is part of my life calling.
I’ve witnessed how our stories can change other people’s lives and souls. I have been blessed to watch God’s miraculous ability to heal women from shame, guilt, and dysfunctional relationships.
When I am willing to let God use my stories, I get to be a part of something infinitely bigger than myself.
Some of you know I was diagnosed with Hashimoto’s back in November. This is an autoimmune disease that attacks the thyroid. You can learn more about it here.
I shared my journey on Facebook and received encouragement from others about their own thyroid illnesses and mysteries. I also reached out to my family, I wanted them to be informed about my health issues in case they were experiencing similar things.
A younger cousin on my mom’s side reached out to me. After hearing my news, she scheduled an appointment with her doctor to have a thyroid ultrasound. She has been on a low dose of thyroid meds since college, about 10-12 years now.
The results of her ultrasound came back with news of a nodule on the right side of her thyroid. A biopsy was performed, and the doctor concluded that the right lobe needed to be removed. Surgery was performed on January 3rd.
Victoria shared her results with me just yesterday.
“Had followup appointment. The pathology report came back that it was micropapillary thyroid cancer. The cancer was totally encapsulated in that one spot. The doctor feels confident about it and told me I can relax. He said some doctors would have monitored the nodule since it was so small, but since he is a surgeon he encourages surgery and is glad we got it out. He increased my medication a little, and I will go back in a month to check on my incision.”
I was shocked!
V and I exchanged several texts quickly about if other cousins heard the news, had been checked out, and how grateful we both were for the cancer being removed.
But as the night wore on, I began to unpack everything that had happened over the last few months.
My cousin did not know any of this was going on in her body. If I had not spoken up, it could have been months or even longer until her condition was realized. V is married with a beautiful toddler who keeps her on her toes.
She took my news seriously and was proactive about her own health.
I reached out to V this morning, and we both agreed God performed a miracle between us. She also shared the following:
“[My antibodies] are just slightly raised which caused my thyroid to become inflamed. He [the surgeon] said he had a difficult time removing the right lobe of the thyroid b/c it was inflamed and so attached the vocal cords.”
WOW! We both witnessed God move in plain sight, using my poor health diagnosis to potentially save Victoria’s life.
Being obedient to how God created me to share my life with others lead to the moments described above. I am nothing but humbled and honored to be a part of HIS story.
Digging deeper: How has God used you to help others?