The Dealer!!!

I have always said that life is dealt out just like a hand of cards, and that the only thing that matters is how you play them.  That is so true, even while standing in the shadow of gloom that can sometimes be dealt by cancer.  When the news came that I had cancer I felt as if I had been dealt a hand of all low number cards in a rainbow array of suits.  As any gambler knows, the game is not won in what is dealt but how you play the cards and how well you can out think the other players.  Cancer is a bad hand, but it is not the end of the game, I will draw two more cards in hopes that the hand betters, I will pray that I have the better hand, and I will continue to play as if I have the hand that can win it all.  This is not an attempt at empty hope, it is far from that, as cancer is not the end of my game, I will play on and cancer will fold.  

My hope is not based on mere fate or on some notion that I alone can beat this, my faith is in the One who made my body.  He alone is my chance at beating cancer, without His help my body would shrivel and die.  You see I know the dealer, and I know that He has an ACE up His sleeve, and with His help I WILL win this hand.