The best way to help those who are sick is to just do what they ask us to. My friend Leslie shares this beautiful story about helping a friend with cancer.
The day I took her to the chemo appointment, I was struck by how direct she was about what she needed for her own health. I will never forget the feeling I had when she asked me to pray with her over her bag of chemo medicine.
I was a little embarrassed because I’m not a big fan of praying in public. But here she was, oblivious to any embarrassment or self-conciousness. She didn’t care what anyone thought. She knew the stakes and was completely focused on doing whatever it took to save her life.
So, of course I agreed to pray with her. We took that bag of chemo and held it together. I don’t know what she prayed for but I begged God to infuse that medicine with love and healing to save her life. In that moment, I saw a woman literally fighting to say on this earth with her children. And so I prayed as hard as I could and kept praying for her everyday.
Until that point, I had imagined that I had a very long, almost infinite, corridor of life ahead of me. I really didn’t give death a thought. There was plenty of time and no urgency. My dear friend, with so little time left and so much that she wanted to do, reminded me that every single moment of life is precious. She helped to remind me to really, really love every single moment of it.
