I recently had a tumor (benign thankfully) removed. I had "pre-cancerous" tumors removed a couple of years ago, so hearing that I had a "mass" in my abdominal wall caused some concern. From the time the tumor was found until the time we learned at it was benign (3 weeks) I learned I had two choices.
First I could either have faith (and hope), rely on the strength of the Lord to buoy me up no matter the pathology results. Or I could fear (and despair) and those days that I made this choice were difficult. So faith and hope became the way each day progressed. Faith that even if the results were malignant all would be well. I would be supported and stregthened.
Perhaps it's too simplistic to write this, but then it is the simple things, the singular joys, the basic principles of the Gospel that have always brought me peace and happiness.
So I have paused a little longer to take stock of what is most important to me.