My name is Kimberli and my husband, Melchor, was diagnosed with cancer in December of 2014. The blog began as I chronicled his journey with cancer. He never stopped praising God in the midst of all he was going through. He passed away on February 14, 2017 and is now rejoicing in heaven. This blog now chronicles a stage of life I didn't think I would enter until I was in my 80s or 90s, that of widowhood.
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Do you trust me?
It is not enough to trust me yesterday, you need to trust me
It is not enough to trust me with some of your situations
you need to trust me with all of your situations.
It is not enough to trust with me concerning some aspects of
your life, you need to trust me with all of your life.
Do you trust me if I call you to walk left, even if everyone
else is going right?
Do you trust me if all you see are mountains in front of
Do you trust me if the situation looks impossible?
Do you trust me?
Do you believe that I will never leave you nor will I ever
Do you believe I will be with you the entire way?
Do you believe that I have the ability to open doors and
Do you believe that I am capable of making a way out of no
Do you believe that I love you?
Do you believe that I will not allow harm to come your way?
The road I have chosen you to walk is different than the
road others will walk. There will be times that the mountains in front of you seem
so high, but I am calling you into a new level of trust. I will give you the strength
you need for this journey. I will give you the tools needed for the climb. I am
in front of you guiding your way. Though the road seems so difficult, you have
no need to fear.
I am holding your hand. Can’t you feel me? I need you to
drown out the voices of fear. Drown out the voices of confusion. Drown out the
voices of worry. Drown out the voices that are flooding your mind with questions.
And trust me.
There are so many doors I want to open for your life, but I
need you to trust me.
There are places I am going to have you go, but I need you
to trust me.
The promises that have been declared over your life years
ago are about to come to pass, but I need you to trust me.
Though you feel barren as Hannah was, I need you to believe
that your Samuel “Your promise” is on it’s way.
Though you feel pressured to bow down to the king “the world”
as the 3 Hebrew boys were pressured, refuse like they did, because
I will spare you from the fiery attacks.
Though you feel alone on this journey, as David was, walk it
because the promise on your life will come to pass.
Don’t be afraid of the storms in your life, because I am
Don’t be afraid of what little you may have, but remember
that I multiplied the fish and the loaves of bread.
I am calling you to trust me for your daily manna.
Seek me daily because I want to speak to you. Let me have
control of your life. And trust me.
I knew you before you were born. I had a plan for your life before
your parents even knew you existed. My ways are higher than your own. Trust me
even when things don’t make sense. Trust me even if it seems like everything is
falling apart. Trust me, because I am in control.
More and more on my social media feeds I have been seeing a lot of churches boast of the cool, trendy new initiatives that they have begun. I have seen pictures of coffee bars that resemble Starbucks. I have seen lighting that resembles one seen on Broadway. I have read catchy sermon titles and have seen how people have brought the movies into their sermons. In so many of these posts, I see all that churches are doing to attract new members, but I don't hear them talking about the power of Jesus.
My husband passed away February 14th, 2017 after a two year battle with cancer.
To say he battled cancer is an understatement. He was hospitalized two weeks out of every month during the first year of treatment. He was hospitalized a total of 18 times. He was rushed to the emergency room 8 times. He spent close to 500 days separated from his two children over the course of two years. And eventually the chemo, designed to get rid of the cancer, caused him to be paralyzed. And for the last …
On February 14th I lost my best friend. My husband. The father of my two precious children. Since then I have cried a multitude of tears. My heart feels shattered. I am 36 and the pain I feel is immense and so I can't even begin to imagine how the pain of losing their dad feels to a six year old and five year old. Our house feels so empty. Pictures of my husband fill each room as do memories. It is so hard to convey the pain the one feels from losing someone they loved so much. Last night I held a five year old girl as she sobbed uncontrollably because she missed her dad so much. And when she finally fell asleep from crying, I slipped out of the bed, went to the loft and then cried uncontrollably myself. I absolutely know that my husband is in heaven and I have so much peace that he is not suffering anymore. When I think of all that he had to endure the last two years of cancer treatment I am thankful that he is not in pain any longer. He had chemo dripping through his body at tim…
I woke up a wife today but am going to sleep a widow. My children woke up today with a dad they could touch and are going to sleep with just memories. Mel's body was too tired. Too exhausted. He had fought for so long. And he could not fight any longer
Crushed. That word doesn't describe how I feel. Death is hard. But this was unexpected. We were planning hospital discharge plans last Thursday and the expected discharge date was February 14th. I had no idea that he was going home just not his earthly one.
Devastated. Because I don't know how to go through life without my husband by my side. The Bible talks about what two get married they become one and so I feel like half of me has been taken away. He was an amazing husband. God truly knew what I needed in a husband and while I am devastated I only got seven years of marriage with him, I am blessed to have had those seven year.
Heartbroken. More than the pain I feel from losing my spouse I am broken over the fact that my k…