After two surgeries, three intense chemotherapy sessions, twenty-five sessions of radiation, five falls on the floor, and several appointments and visits to the emergency room, I had a faith crisis. Why did God permit an aggressive cancer to attack my body?, I frequently asked myself. Two years and a half ago this month (December 2024), my cancer journey began. This journey was full of suffering and uncertainty, but also of hope and thankfulness. If there is a positive thing that my cancer diagnosis brought to me, it was the kind of prayer life I have now. Praying psalms, for instance, …
