Under Siege

No, not me, but the disease in me is under siege by many medicines. The oncology team has put together a barrage of chemicals to surround, infect, isolate, and destroy the cancerous cells that were trying to kill me. The treatment is winning this slow, internal battle. There is some collateral damage like my hair and various other cells, but they will grow back.

I’ve just finished round three of chemotherapy last week. In two more weeks I will get the fourth and last round. Then a scan to see if the cancer is gone.

The picture of a siege reminds me of Psalm 59 where David was surrounded like dogs by Saul’s armies, determined to kill him. “Deliver me from my enemies, oh my God.” You can sense his fear and the darkness of the situation in this psalm but he concludes:

“But as for me, I shall sing of Your strength;
Yes, I shall joyfully sing of Your lovingkindness in the morning,
For You have been my stronghold
And a refuge in the day of my distress.
O my strength, I will sing praises to You;
For God is my stronghold, the God who shows me loving kindness.