Dear editor,
Since 1983 (i.e. 40 years ago) the entire month of October has been dedicated to raising awareness about breast cancer. This is a 40-year period that speaks to a generation where heightened awareness of this disease has been promoted to encourage early detection and ultimately save lives. Such good intentions have their place, but my grandmother (now deceased) predated this era of BCAM, mammograms, and ultrasound technology, although mastectomies (surgical removal of breasts) were definitely a painful reality for many women.
As a child, my mother told me about her mother, who was told by a physician that the lump in her breast would require a mastectomy. Mrs. D asked the MD for time to go home and to consider and to discuss the matter before going any further. However, she took the opportunity to pray and to apply home remedies. The final result was that Granny died in her nineties intact, with her bust firmly on her chest. My mother was telling me this story as she applied similar home remedies to a painful lump in one of her breasts. I did not hear her specifically pray about that condition, but she often prayed and cried out to God about many things. She too died full of years and with a healthy bust line.
We often hear of cancer being referred to as, “the big ‘C’ ”. But as a 3rd generation Christian, I truly appreciate the godly heritage that I received, as it both assures and reassures me that Jesus is bigger than any disease that Satan can devise, that Christ Jesus is the ultimate “C,” and that we would be blessed by being more aware of Jesus being the great physician than of any disease.
I am,
Miss Vivienne Edwards
