The other day I was minding my own business upstairs, when I heard my mom scream, “CIARA! CIARA! COME HERE!!” Instantly I thought the worst, that my dad had fallen and hit his head or something bad had happened. Then she yells, “TAKE A PICTURE! TAKE A PICTURE”. So I ran downstairs knowing that it couldn’t be too tragic…and what did I find…my dad cycling on a stationary bike… SPANDEX and all. It was a very proud moment in the Carter family to watch my dad do something that he loves… this put tears in my eyes.
Last week we went to a special doctor at Swedish Hospital. And let me tell you… she was STINKIN‘ smart! Like she was a WOMAN. She talked to us for about 2 hours over every option that we had. Pretty much, long story, he is getting his tumor tested for a certain protein and we will know the results in September.
There were some big decisions made last week. Some hard decisions that I don’t like to talk about, but it was necessary. I have been getting two questions constantly. They are, “Are you staying home or are you going back to school?” Being the person I am, I just tried to avoid it and say, “Oh I’m just taking it one day at a time.” Or “I’m waiting on God to give me clarity.” I was journaling in the radiation office when I looked at the date on the paper. It HAUNTED me. I started to tear up thinking that in 3 weeks I would be back in California. Then God spoke, “I have given you the answer.” And the answer was… there is no possible way I could leave my family right now. Doors have been opening in Washington and closing in California. Yes, I am VERY upset but… I need to realize that this is a new chapter in my life and everything is going to be different. EVERYTHING! So I have a peace about staying here and going to school, but most importantly being there for my family this next year.
This past weekend was definitely the hardest. There were a lot of ups, but also a lot of downs. Not spiritually, but physically. My dad was sick, throwing up, bloated, but worst of all…HAD THE STUPID HICCUPS. (Carter family secret remedy on how to get rid of the hiccups… lean over, put your lips on the opposite side of the cup, and sip 10 times.) I actually had completely forgotten about this until I looked over while we were at the Mariner game and what did I see? Exactly that…what my dad is doing in the picture to the right… getting rid of those dang hiccups. Hey I mean you gotta do what you gotta do.
It’s hard to see someone you LOVE in pain. The other morning hearing my dad throw up, it just made me want to cry. When I walked into his bedroom and rubbed his back, I started thinking about the comfort a person needs when they are sick. A connection was made: when I am at an emotional low or “sick”, Jesus is my comfort. We NEED that. We CRAVE comfort. “For the LORD comforts his people and will have compassion on his afflicted ones.” Isaiah 49:1
We are HUNGRY. Hungry for the Lord’s comfort. Through it all… he has been the only one who has given me COMFORT. Yes, people can give comforting words, but, God is the only one who has set my heart at peace.This peace is incomprehensible. That is just a blessing in itself; that my family can experience the PEACE through this fire.