Hopetober Reigns – Breast Cancer Awareness Month

Hopetober 2015In last year’s breast cancer awareness post, October was forever re-named in my mind when I happened to christen it Hopetober (just click the title for the link).

One year later I find it still fits, for hope does not go out of style. Or need.

A lot of life has happened in the year since we were surrounded by reminders of breast cancer: walks for raising funds to support ongoing research; phone calls (almost daily this month I arrive home to breast cancer-related marketing calls on our caller I.D.); posters, billboards and envelopes in the mail. And pink. Lots of pink. October’s vibrant colors are tinged with a rosy tint when it comes to breast cancer awareness month.

One would have to have their head stuck in a pumpkin to not be aware of breast cancer and its far too common place in the lives of women (and some men, too) spanning age, race, and locales.

As a two-time breast cancer survivor, I am grateful for every dollar donated to the cause. Lord knows, treatment costs are far beyond the means of most. I don’t know anyone who has won the lottery lately.

If you are one who has supported breast cancer fundraising efforts in some way, shape or form – I offer a hearty and heartfelt “Thank You!” along with many ‘sisters’ who have or are traversing the BC path.

The marketing side, though its bounty helps, does not and cannot cut it alone. There is another side, and it’s the very place that Hopetober reigns most effectually. Fall orange brilliant leaves - canstockphoto7990901

For every diagnosis of breast cancer, there is a face with a body, soul and spirit that this disease would like to ravage – and often does. In the year since I wrote the first Hopetober post, I received calls from two very dear friends sharing the dread news of breast cancer. I couldn’t link arms with them fast enough – each of them unique in how our friendship came to be, now revived by this shared part of our life tapestries.

You never know when what you have suffered, journeyed through, endured and conquered will be the experience God will use to bring hope to other hearts. What He does for you in your time of need is part of life’s equipping that it might then be shared forward as comfort and consolation. And hope.

Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort,
who comforts us in all our affliction so that we will be able to comfort those who are in any affliction with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God.
II Corinthians 1:3-4 NASB

There’s a lot of comfort in that verse, making it evident that our heavenly Father cares deeply and is lavish in mercy, comforting with as much comfort as needed to keep the flame of hope bright and alive.

Sometimes He hands us the torch and calls on us to be comfort-bearers to others.

He is the very flame of hope. Brilliant and life-giving as this beautiful month of Hopetober. If His torch is in your hands, hold Him high and carry it well.

Someone’s hope may depend on it. ~

Again this year, I’d very much like to hear from you. Please take a moment and share in the comments section below the first name of one or more women in your life who are currently facing breast cancer, or sadly may have succumbed in this past year. Every single one is a face with a body, soul and spirit whom God loves. I encourage our collective honor of each one for breast cancer is not ‘pretty in pink.’

I’ll begin this year’s list with my two friends – Jan and Patty. It’s my privilege to walk with you both – or sit and share lunch, bring you a family dinner, visit, pray, loan you hats, chauffeur, share a hug, and/or play the breast cancer version of 20 Questions 🙂 This torch is for you! With love and a dose of comfort ♥

~ Nancy

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  1. Thank you Nancy for your encouragement to those who are in the midst of this journey.

    Bless you.
    Donna

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