She turned her eyes to the ground in absolute concentration. No mistakes
now. This was it - the finale to months of hard work. She knew she didn’t have
to fear. He was here. And He would always be with her. She closed her eyes for a
split second. The emotions surged through her entire being. No, she would not be
deterred. She opened her eyes. Then it began. The music filled the senses of all
around. She raised her arms in one seemingly effortless motion, in sync with the
rhythm of the beat. Her feet began their graceful movement, at one with the rest
of her. The dance had begun.
A young girl, barely twelve, yet faced with the harsh reality of life at
a tender age. She was no friend to cancer. Yet it sought her out as though it
was on a trail of vengeance. Leukemia they called it, a slow progressing form of
blood cancer that would result in the unrestrained proliferation of rebel blood
cells on the warpath. It was a disease that would consume her from within,
forcing her to fight a battle from the inside. No easy road. Not for a little
girl just on the transition into adolescence, not even if she were many years
older and a veteran warrior in the ways of life.
The path ahead appeared dark and gloomy, and many hours of warfare
endured. Chemotherapy they called it, using chemicals or drugs to attack at
those insurgent body cells. But the battle was far from over. The siege had only
begun. They attacked her day after day – those rebel cells, weakening her from
within; breaking down her defences. And they tore at the emotions too, bit by
bit breaking her mind, breaking her spirit. But she fought on.
Then one day He appeared, glowing with a radiance never seen before. And
He spoke words of love deep into her heart. And she knew He was the One. And she
knew she couldn’t do without Him. So she asked Him to take care of her all the
days of her life. Thus began the dance of her life. It was a dance of hope, a
dance of freedom, a dance of life.
Just after her fourteenth birthday, she received the news it was finally
over. The battle had been won. No more cells at war. No more leukemia. She was
overjoyed. Gleefully she closed her eyes and turned them to the heavens. Raising
her arms in widespread wonder, she knew it was He who had won the war. And He
would always keep her safe.
it was not to be for long. Just a year later, fresh reports broke the news that
all was not as well as believed. The insurgent cells had taken up battle
positions again - this time in the bone marrow. She shook her head in disbelief;
her watery eyes a reflection of the wellspring of emotions bubbling within. Why
had He allowed this to happen? Why couldn’t He have stopped the cancer for
good? So many questions, and she knew she didn’t have the answers. She blinked
away the tears, turning her eyes once more to the heavens. Only He knew the
answer. Only He knew why all these things were happening.
This article was written by Mark Lim Shan-Loong on 18th October 2003. It was written in support of Dorothy's leukemia treatment. Please refer to http://www.leukemiafighters.org/ for more details.
Words from the Heart