It was easy to overlook good days.
Days when I felt physically and mentally sharp. Most days of my life, both physically and mentally, have been good days… until chemo started. For the first time in my life I have felt physically terrible and mentally foggy for weeks. I know there are many who read this who have slogged through this muddy path for years. I admire you. This is an entirely new experience for me.
Last weekend was full of good days. It was the end of my third cycle of chemo. I woke up motivated. I could eat and drink pretty much anything. My digestive tract did not feel of slimy disgust. I could walk, run, work in the yard. I took a major theology exam online. It was an incredible feeling.
Last Tuesday was the beginning of my fourth cycle. They filled me up with chemicals. Now I have three weeks to recover. I have felt terrible since, both physically and mentally, as expected.
When good days come back again, when I am feeling good, either physically or mentally, the Psalmist’s poem takes on a new meaning:
This is the day the Lord has made;
let us rejoice and be glad in it.
– Ps. 118:24
That is how I felt last weekend when I woke up both physically and mentally sharp. I thought to myself, “Wow, anything is possible today. This is incredible.”
But then again, what is a good day? Is a good day only when I am feeling good both physically and mentally? I don’t think so. My friend Emily reminded me of this yesterday when we ran into each other at the Rocky Mountain Cancer Center. Even these days when I am not feeling good, these are still days that God made. She is so right. There is still ample reason to celebrate:
- God is still good.
- We still have hope.
- Christ still rose from the grave.
- God’s Spirit is active.
- He still loves the world.
- There will be a resurrection and a New Heaven & Earth.
I don’t know how you feel today, but regardless, we can celebrate together. Let’s crack a grin, lift up our eyes, and thank God for today.
Yes. Even today.