Today I’m sharing something that is deeply personal. Baxter was diagnosed with large B-cell lymphoma, double hit, last October. The onset of the disease was rapid. There was a great deal of pain and discomfort. Watching this happen so quickly was frightening.

However, we were given so much favor. Baxter saw his primary physician on a Tuesday afternoon. He immediately ordered x-rays, CT scans, and a Pet scan. In four days we had a diagnosis and by Wednesday of the next week were in a hemocologist/onocologist  office at Novant Cancer Center downtown Charlotte.

We knew nothing about lymphoma. Listening to the course of treatment and what Baxter would experience was daunting. However, Father God gave a sense of His Presence that gave us great peace. We determined almost immediately to pray and ask that Father God direct our steps in this journey. Something we already sensed He was doing.

One of the greatest gifts we know in this life is our family and our church family. We have a group of  prayer warriors that we call on in the hard times. We have prayed for one another through so many hard times and rejoiced together in the good times. So once we knew what we were facing, we contacted them. The war against lymphoma had begun.

My prayer mentor called some days after learning Baxter was sick. She wanted to tell me about what she believed were the instructions for our prayers. God had spoken to her heart and given a vivid picture of how to pray.

We were to ask the Father to give Baxter a holy transfusion of the healing blood of Jesus. When Jesus’ precious blood met demon cancer in his body, cancer would never be able to stand. It would be destroyed.

So, on Christmas Day as our family gathered to celebrate our Jesus, I shared this with our family. I asked the children and grandchildren to pray in this manner. 

I also shared that day that I did not believe lymphoma was going to kill Baxter. But that we would be in a nasty fight…a real dog fight. I had spent much time with Father asking if this was me denying the severity of things, but I could not get a sense of death. Only how hard it was going to be.

I was so very hesitant to share that with the grandchildren… I kept thinking I could be wrong…but God wouldn’t leave me alone about.it. So I stepped out in faith.

After preparations were made, Baxter entered the hospital On January 12 for a T cell transplant. On February 3, he had a PET scan and two CAT scans that showed he was completely cancer free. We were stunned. It was three weeks…three weeks..

His doctor had told us Baxter had a lot of cancer. This was incomprehensible. The nurse in charge of Baxter came downstairs and told us this strong response so early was most unusual. We are told these T cells will fight any lymphoma that might try to return for 10, yes 10 years.

The scans we continue to have show NO cancer.

We believe Father God directed our steps. We believe Father God healed Baxter.

Our friends and family have encouraged us to share. The things we learned were that Father directs our steps…He tells us what He is going to do sometimes…He gives us an army of prayer warriors…We are to believe Him and be obedient to what we believe He is saying.

My hope in sharing this is that you all will share your God walk. We can encourage one another with the certainty of our Father’s love and care. Let’s lock our spiritual arms together and pray for one another…carry one another’s burdens…and celebrate The One who is our Father and our God.