Psalm 90:10 says, “The length of our days is seventy years---or eighty if we are strong.” But it seems more people now celebrate centennial birthdays.
A friend enjoys updating me on these events since I once commented that I’d prefer not to live to be a hundred. But then, nineteen years ago, people wondered if I’d even live this long! I was challenged by Stage 3 Breast Cancer and IBS (Inflammatory Breast Cancer).
Psalm 118 reminds me of several reasons to give God thanks. He is good; His loving devotion endures forever (Psalm 118:1).
- I was diagnosed with cancer, but then learned my insurance was canceled. Even my agent didn’t know the company had gone under.
- She finally obtained coverage, but all services were in Phoenix, Arizona, two hours from where I lived.
- I was away for nine months (chemo, surgery, and radiation), but God had me covered. We had previously purchased a 2 BD/1BA co-op in Phoenix for a fun little getaway.
In my distress I called to the LORD, and He answered . . . I will not be afraid. What can man do to me? (Psalm 118:5-6).
- While living alone, I studied God’s word daily. It gave me hope and strength, for which I am still grateful.
- I considered God my Great Physician and the medical personnel His helpers. I committed every appointment, test, and treatment to God, praying they would “see, say, and do only His will for me.”
- I asked God to give me a life scripture to cling to. One day, Psalm 118:17 stood out to me and wouldn’t go away: I will not die, but I will live and proclaim what the LORD has done. I try to do that any way I can.
You are my God, and I will give You thanks . . . and exult You (Psalm 118:28).
- As I was alone day after day, I felt the Comforting Presence of God.
- I am thankful for a caring congregation that gave my husband permission to be with me as often as possible.
- I walked through the valley of the shadow of death, and God’s goodness and mercy continue to follow me (Psalm 23:4,6; Lamentations 3:22-25).
ALL PRAISE, HONOR, AND GLORY TO ALMIGHTY GOD!
Pixabay: Silhouette of a joyful woman with raised arms at an orange sunset over the sea; geralt.






