I have a belief that might make some cringe. Here it is: There were benefits to my battle with cancer. Now before you conclude I’m losing my grip, let’s first remember God’s superior intellect. “My thoughts are not your thoughts, and My ways are not your ways” (Isaiah 55:9). It doesn’t appear that Paul, the suffering apostle, had cancer, but he was definitely acquainted with pain, as 2 Corinthians 11:23-25 makes clear.
… in far more labors, in far more imprisonments, beaten times without number, often in danger of death. Five times I received from the Jews thirty-nine lashes. Three times I was beaten with rods, once I was stoned, three times I was shipwrecked, a night and a day I have spent in the deep.
Paul had been physically battered because of his loyalty to God, yet he knew exactly how to cope. One might say he was an expert in pain management. In 2 Corinthians 4:16-18, he stressed a valuable benefit of suffering which helped him get through the horrible treatment he received:
Therefore we do not lose heart, but though our outer man is decaying, yet our inner man is being renewed day by day. For momentary, light affliction is producing for us an eternal weight of glory far beyond all comparison, while we look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen; for the things which are seen are temporal, but the things which are not seen are eternal.
If physical pain is leveraged correctly, it sets us free from temporal, tangible things, and it redirects us to eternal, unseen things. In other words, the comforts of this life can distract from eternal realities. Let’s face it, this earth is not our final destination. Yet we can become so caught up in earthly niceties, like homes, cars, vacations, experiences and accomplishments.
At our core, we are all spiritual beings. But no matter how many times He heals me in this life, my physical body will eventually give way to decay. So why would I invest so much in indulging earthly, physical desires? During the cancer battle, I constantly grieved that I could not play basketball, or go fishing. Though I really enjoyed these activities, I discovered I could live without them. Don’t get me wrong, God delights in giving us good things on this earth, but there is a difference between enjoying things and being distracted by them. Battling cancer helped me grasp that difference better. I have a long way to go, but now I have a firmer grip on an eternal perspective. Let’s not waste our suffering. Let it become a portal for God’s best.
