Early last fall Winston, my charming Shih Tzu, and I walked frequently along the shores of Lake Gregory which sets in all its beauty less than a mile from our home here in Crestline. I’m a rather serious amateur photographer, and during those walks I snapped dozens of photographs with my trusty Nikon. I’m posting a couple of them.
I’ve thought back to those glorious warm days, and considered that as Winston and I trotted and strolled and chose a bench here and there, inside my body a deadly organism was working against me. It stuns me to reckon with the understanding that without symptom or notice of any kind, an enemy had attacked my body. Indeed, if I understand the process correctly, this cancer had developed using material from my own body. Strange. Frustrating. A bit frightening.
With the photo processing system called Lightroom, merely using the tap of a key, I changed those brightly colored leaves to somber, subdued ones.
With the perusing of a couple of documents, the viewing of images on a screen, and a few words from doctors, I knew my life had drastically changed, had taken an unexpected ugly turn, a detour. I walk now through a dark place.
Others have so walked. Yet today many of them have regained their place in the sun, their healthy bodies, their optimistic viewpoints. In one of his most well-known writings, David of the Bible, said,
“Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for Thou art with me.”
My dark place, though filled with shadows, and with hint of death, contains images of light and hope, for to the hand of Jesus I cling.