11/09/2026
This morning I had a phone call that reminded me all over again why sharing our healing stories matters.
A woman reached out to me who was diagnosed with colon cancer last year — a diagnosis remarkably similar to mine.
For quite some time before her diagnosis, she had been going back and forth to her GP with symptoms, only to be told it was likely haemorrhoids or irritable bowel. But something inside her kept telling her that something wasn't right. Eventually, she advocated for herself and pushed for a colonoscopy.
They found a tumour..
And like so many of us when we first hear those words, she was completely overwhelmed.
There was shock. Fear. And some very frightening conversations about what her diagnosis could mean.
She spent the next few days surrounded by her family, trying to process everything. But somewhere amongst all that fear, something shifted inside her.
She decided this was not going to be a death sentence. She believed she could heal.
She told me something about her faith that I really loved. She doesn't consider herself religious, although she does go to church. For her, it's more about having a deep and very personal faith.
Her family prayed for her. Her church congregation prayed for her. And although she had never been someone who would normally step forward to receive prayer herself, this time she did.
Then something happened that nobody was expecting.
Before her scheduled surgery, another CT scan was performed. Her surgeon called her in and told her he couldn't believe what he was seeing — they couldn't find the tumour he had previously seen.
He sent the scans away for a second opinion. They could see something, but what they were seeing looked nothing like what had been seen during her colonoscopy.
She did eventually have surgery and what remained was removed. Since then she has made her own informed decisions about her path forward, including choosing not to have further treatment.
But what stayed with me from our conversation wasn't simply what happened on those scans.
It was what happened inside her.
She made a conscious decision to choose belief over fear..
She told me that she knows she is healed.
And perhaps this is the part of our conversation that touched me most. She had found my healing story and simply wanted to talk to someone who had been where she had been. Someone who had faced such a similar diagnosis and was still here, almost 14 years later.
As we talked, we discovered some uncanny similarities in our journeys. Both of us had undergone significant surgery around ten years before our cancer diagnoses. Both of us developed serious hospital-acquired infections afterwards, followed by internal scar tissue and adhesions.
There were moments when I thought, Wow… this sounds so familiar.
But beyond those similarities was something even more familiar — the understanding that a diagnosis does not have to become the story we live by.
None of us can guarantee an outcome. After all we are all terminal, we all have an end date. But her undying belief is her time is not up yet. Belief isn't about denying reality, ignoring medicine or pretending fear doesn't exist. It's about deciding what we are going to give our energy and attention to while we walk through it.
Fear or possibility..
Hopelessness or hope.
Simply surviving or truly living.
Because medicine can treat our physical body, but there isn't a treatment in the world that can create hope or belief for us. That is something we cultivate from within.
And when we begin genuinely believing in the possibility of healing, the way we relate to ourselves and our future can change profoundly.
Listening to her this morning, I had a very strong feeling that her story isn't going to end with her own healing journey.
I think one day she will be the person someone else reaches out to.
Just as she wanted to connect with someone who had walked a similar road and was still here almost 14 years later, another frightened person may one day need to hear her story.
And that is why I continue to share mine and those of others stories.
Not because my journey guarantees anyone else's outcome..
But because sometimes, especially in those frightening early days after diagnosis, we need to see that another story may be possible.
Sometimes we need someone to help us move from...
FEAR → HOPE → BELIEF = Radical Remission + Radical HOPE!
Amen!