"How do I say thanks for the things You have done for me?
Things so undeserved, yet you gave to prove your love for me.
The voices of a million angels cannot express my gratitude.
All that I am and ever hope to be
I owe it all to thee."
My Tribute by Andraé Crouch © 1971
One year ago today, I had just returned home from Holy Cross Hospital to begin recovering from what would become the first of two surgeries to remove my thyroid. I remember the days that followed. I remember the pain shooting through my throat. I remember the anxiety. I remember wondering if I would ever sing again or speak above a whisper. I remember hearing the word "cancer." I remember the first time I saw the scar.
This evening, I was at Nationals Park with my sister for America's Night of Hope sponsored by Joel Osteen Ministries. What a perfect way to celebrate God's awesomeness! The scar is nearly invisible. I can still sing and speak above a whisper. And the cancer is gone.
I'm truly grateful for this year. Everyday that I open my eyes to see the sun (or even the clouds) peeking through my window is a gift. Have I used each gift as well as I could have? No, but God is gracious and patient. Has the year been without challenges, disappointments and heartaches? No, but God has been with me at every moment to keep me from falling. Have I seized every opportunity presented to me? No, but God has granted me many blessings and wonderful surprises anyway. And He isn't through with me yet.
As Joel Osteen said tonight, each morning I awake is evidence that
God still has a destiny for me to fulfill—and it is He who will propel me into it.
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