Everything was going Ronda Walker’s way. She had just gotten a promotion at work, and afterward, she posted this on her Facebook page, “God’s plans are always bigger and better than our plans!”
But what might shock you is this Facebook post, ““Glory to God in the Highest!”
Why? Because she wrote it after learning she was diagnosed with stage-2 breast cancer.
Read on, to hear WHY this amazing woman has such peace in the face of such terrible news.
Ronda with Husband, Jason
Earlier this month I discovered a lump in my right breast, I had it biopsied and turns out I have cancer. I'm 42 years old and while I knew I was in a higher risk category (since my mom had breast cancer) I did not see this coming so soon!
Immediately upon hearing the doctor say cancer my mind blurred into a dreamlike state and ever since I've felt like I'm having an out of body experience. The first few days after such a diagnosis -so far- is the worst. The fear of the unknown is absolutely paralyzing.
My mind was a battlefield between truth and lies and the lies were winning. Without exception it was the darkest period of my life. My mind ran wild with the what-ifs. My fear was never once for myself, but for my husband and children.
And then the medical appointments began!
I've been poked, prodded, twisted, and turned and here's what we know so far:
I had an MRI on my chest and the obvious cancer is only in my right breast. There are two different types of cancer that form in the breast and, always the overachiever, I have both types. Also, I have two tumors one medium-sized and one small. (think golf ball and dime)
Chemo Round 2
I will do 8 rounds of chemo beginning Monday, December 29. I'll have treatment every two weeks. By mid-January I will lose all of my hair.
Sad, huh? My hair is so fabulous! But never fear, my friends Nicole and Trudy have already planned a "Scarf Party" for me -- wigs, hats, scarfs, wraps I'll need it all!
[My kids] do not know yet and Jason [husband] and I are praying over how and how much to tell them. If you see me in public and my babies are with me and you mention the "C" word I will kick you right in the gut...hard. I say that in love, of course.
While I did not expect this to happen to me, this came as no surprise to God.
He has allowed this into my life and He will use it for His glory.
I am His vessel, my life is not my own and the good work He started in me in 1972 will be completed in His perfect way and perfect time.
I do not fight this bad news, rather I embrace this as an opportunity -- an opportunity to glorify God and edify others.
Trust me, you have not lived until you have faced the possibility of dying. (I'm NOT going to die, but let me tell you those first few days were very dark)
Nothing in the world looks or feels the same to me anymore. What seemed so important two weeks ago no longer matters.
No guilt in life, no fear in death this is the power of Christ in me. From life's first cry to final breath Jesus commands my destiny! AMEN
This little fighter is inspiring those around here: