What Would You Do?

What would you do if a doctor looked you in the eyes and told you that you had six months to one year to live… if you walked away from their recommended treatment?

Would fear take over?

Would you follow their plan, even if something inside you didn’t sit right? Or would you pause… and lean into something deeper?

For me, this isn’t a hypothetical question.

On September 22nd, 2023, I sat in my oncologist’s office and told him I was quitting chemo. That’s when I heard those words.

Six months to one year to live.

Just like that—my life reduced to a timeline. A prediction. A ceiling placed over a future only God truly knows.

I remember the weight of that moment. The silence that followed. The choice sitting right in front of me—louder than anything else in the room.

Do I partner with fear… or do I trust God?

Because here’s the truth I had to wrestle with: doctors are human. They are trained, educated, and experienced—but they are not God. They don’t hold the pen to my story. They don’t determine my days.

“I shall not die, but live, and declare the works of the Lord.” – Psalm 118:17

That verse became more than words to me. It became something I had to stand on — and continue to stand on to this day!

Walking away from chemo wasn’t just a physical decision—it was a spiritual one. It meant trusting God in a way that didn’t make sense to the world. It meant choosing faith when fear was the easier option.

And I won’t pretend it was easy then—and I won’t pretend it’s always easy now.

Even today, two and a half years later, fear and doubt can still creep in. When I feel a random pain… when an unfamiliar symptom pops up… those old words try to whisper back into my mind.

And if I’m being honest, it’s not just those words.

It’s the noise.

The opinions. The articles. The social media posts. The “keyboard experts” who suddenly have something to say about what you should or shouldn’t do with your life and your body.

That kind of noise can get loud if you let it.

But I’ve learned this: not every voice deserves a seat at your table.

You have to be intentional about what you listen to—and even more intentional about what you believe.

Because if you’re not careful, the noise of the world will try to drown out the voice of God.

And that’s the voice that matters most.

So when fear rises… when doubt creeps in… when the noise gets loud—I come back to truth.

I’ve learned this: I don’t have to agree with fear. I can acknowledge it… and still choose faith. I can feel it… and still stand on truth.

Because……