Waiting for Results

It has been a crazy week and a half, to say the least.  We've had a lot of thoughts and felt a lot of emotions, including fear, sadness, wondering about the past, wondering about the future, faith, trust, and more.  For the first few days, it was a lot of up and down.  But since Saturday, we have gradually felt more and more calm.  On Saturday night, Dan and I went to the temple, where we felt a lot of peace.  My family got together that evening and began a family fast.  I'm sure I have never fasted with such purpose and desire to give my will to God and to put my faith and trust in Him and His plan for me and my family.  We fasted and prayed that we might have the faith necessary to witness a healing if it be God's will.  We ended our fast together as a family in prayer.  Justin gave Dan a blessing.  My dad anointed me, and Dan gave me a blessing.  I was teary through my blessing, but as Dan finished, I had a big smile on my face.  I knew without a doubt that everything will be okay.  Everyone felt it.  We know that God has the power to heal me and that He will.  Whether that be right away, or after medical intervention, we don't know yet.  But the peace we felt was deep and real and abiding.  I have never felt quite so before.  I am holding on to that feeling as we have moved forward with the biopsies and now await the results.  There is no doubt in my mind that God could take this trial away from me now.  But if He doesn't, I know there is a reason for us to go through it, and we feel sure that I will be okay.