On a recent episode of Your Hope-Filled Perspective with Dr. Michelle Bengtson (Hope for the Fight Against Cancer), I had the opportunity to sit down and have an open discussion with my husband, Scott, about the time several years ago when he received a devastating diagnosis of cancer, when the doctor declared “I’m sorry Mr. Bengtson. You’re too young for this.” Many have asked us how we maintained our hope in the midst of such a devastating diagnosis. I’ve asked Scott to share a bit more here about what enabled him, as the patient, to continue in the face of such a hard trial.
The most significant difficulty that we talked about was my cancer diagnosis at age 39, just two years after we had managed to relocate under the same roof following four years of a commuter marriage, and only about a year after the birth of our first child. I got the first hint of something non-routine when I got a call from a specialist, the doctor himself, and it was after hours. I couldn’t tell you the details of the call, but I remember him saying at the end of the call, “I’m sorry Mr. Bengtson. You’re too young for this.” I remember that the house was empty when I received that call, and I wandered around for a long time wondering how I was going to tell Michelle, as the sun set and darkness crept in. Ironically, that physician’s name was Dr. Graves.
The diagnosis was of a rare type of cancer, and the doctors offered a grim prognosis. The first oncologist we visited spread his hands and suggested that I “get my affairs in order.” When we asked, he offered about two years as a median survival time. We didn’t go back to him. My general practitioner was honest without being negative or frighteningly dramatic, and he was positive without being unrealistic. Still, the best thing I heard from him was, “You are going to be a case study.” Hmmm.
The shocking phone call
That call happened on a day that I was at a corporate retreat that was intended to be positive and fun. My colleagues were all engaged with whatever silly icebreaker or team challenge was going on, and I was wondering: if I’d be around for the event the next year, what this meant for my family, if my son would grow up without a father, and what we were going to do about it all.
This was the worst part of it for me–not knowing, and not having answers, and most of the time not even knowing what the questions were. I had tears and anguished prayers, and I felt a sense that I now recognize as being overwhelmed. I didn’t know where to start or what to do.
Research results I pulled off the internet weren’t just discouraging, they were horrifying. I felt like I was watching a Stephen King movie. I didn’t know how to talk about it, and neither did many of my friends and colleagues. It was upsetting to Michelle and other family members, but ignored by others. Some people wouldn’t talk about it, and some wanted all the details. It biased relationships, and imposed distance with some. At other times I couldn’t recognize sincerity and graciousness when it was present.
Difficulty maintaining normal relationships
The mental bandwidth that the uncertainty occupied, and the continuous focus by others on my diagnosis, well-intentioned or otherwise, made it difficult to maintain normal relationships. Realistically, how do you turn a conversation from discussing a terminal diagnosis to ask, “So how are you doing?” At times I didn’t want to share about my diagnosis, and I sometimes just got tired of talking about it, but then I would feel guilty about that. I was in a depth that I had never known before.
Leaning on Jesus
I grew up in church, and I had good examples in my parents and grandparents of what faith in the work of Jesus Christ was, and what it meant in life. I knew I had a relationship with Jesus. I’d had the chance in my little three person junior high Sunday School class to ask some of the common questions about God and a relationship with him, sometimes diagramming them on a small green chalkboard in a little classroom separated from the sanctuary by an accordion-style foldable wall. I found meaningful, thought-provoking answers. I attended a Christian school and was exposed to the structure and stories of the Bible, and heard the narratives of the many believers who lived in relationship with God through the tragedies of life. So I had the answers, but they had never been put to the test in real life.
It wasn’t until much later that I realized how significant this grounding was to me during that time. Very undramatically and almost boringly, I did what I grew up doing—praying, worshiping, spending time with other believers, sitting under good teaching, and keeping my nose in God’s word. I didn’t have to think to do those things, they were reflexive and habitual, and they helped.
I knew, and had known, that God was good, capable, loving, and relational. I knew that the concerns I had for my family originated in Him. He gave me the responsibility and vision for my family, and He would and could handle them, either with or without my presence. He had my best interest in mind, even if it resulted in my death. I’d heard the truth, I’d asked the questions, and I’d gotten the answers. It was easy to believe that death was not the eternal winner. And I knew that heaven was much, much more than the fairy tale, angel wings, hospital gown, and fluffy cloud nonsense that our culture portrays.
This didn’t resolve all my earthly woes. I still became depressed enough to need medication. I went from 170 pounds to a sickly 125. Waking at 2 AM was unusually black. I became phobic of drinking because of the nausea to the point of hospital admission for dehydration. My Thanksgiving dinner that year was a glass of hospital orange juice, and I thought it tasted wonderful.
Walking two paths
Even as we walked through the treatment path with all the accommodations and logistics that came with it, I walked the spiritual path that had been prepared for me. This was no great feat of faith, I just did what I knew to do, even without realizing it. I can’t even claim to be some SuperSpiritualDiscipline Superhero Man. Most of my habits and learning were from my parents’ actions, not mine. They just stuck to me. During this time, my relationship with God was not challenged. Instead, that relationship offered stability and hope when the rest of life was overwhelming, uncertain, and terrifying. In fact, my relationship with God grew and deepened during this time, but that’s another story.
My prayer is that when life threatens to overwhelm you with terror and uncertainty, that you will have a relationship with your Father through Jesus Christ that is well exercised, habitual, active, interesting, and vibrant so that you too will have a clear, stable and hopeful path.
If this is confusing, or if you want to know more about a relationship with God, find the link nearby titled “Knowing God-How, Why, and When.”
Other Helpful Resources on Cancer
Practical Grace – How to Not Be a Friend to Someone With Cancer (Part 1)
Practical Grace: What Not To Say to Someone with Cancer (Part 2)
Practical Grace: How To Be a Friend to Someone with Cancer (Part 3)
How To Support Someone with Cancer
10 Lessons Learned After Being Diagnosed with Cancer
The Day I Was Diagnosed With Cancer: 18 Promises to Hold Onto When Crisis Hits
What Cancer Taught Me About the Church
How Testimonies in the Bible Bolster Your Faith in Hard Times
After listening and watching Dr. Michelle’s interview with Scott, this blog message just fills in a lot of the life they lived while Scott went through treatment. Thank you so much, Scott, for sharing this message with us. I am in awe of how the Lord walked you and Michelle through this devastating yet growing and humbling time as you did what you knew to do and that was to TRUST GOD, READ HIS WORD, PRAY and SEEK the Lord for His healing and deliverance. You surrendered while your physical body was deteriorating, your spirit was flying in Holy Dependence on the Lord. You voiced your fears and Father heard you. Your healing is miraculous and your testimony is powerful. Please, Scott, may I encourage you to share this testimony any chance you get because it is a powerful testament to the TRUTH of GOD’S Word and His Glory is evident in your life. I love and appreciate you and Dr. Michelle so very much. Praying for you daily!
Karen, thank you for your encouragement to Scott to continue sharing. He does have a powerful testimony, and one that you only get by going through the trenches and the trials then coming out the other side. I would love to see him speak and write more about the insights he has gained through walking with the Lord.
Michelle and Scott, I cannot tell you how timely this is for me today! I am sharing this with my neighbor who just got that devastating diagnosis this week for the first time and is lost as to what to do next. This such a valuable resource!
Tweeted, pinned and will be sharing on the InstaEncouragements FB page. Thank you!
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Patsy, I’m so sorry to hear about your neighbor and the new diagnosis. Here is the podcast episode that went along with this post: https://drmichellebengtson.com/hope-for-the-fight-against-cancer-episode-15/. She might also be encouraged by this post I wrote in the fall last year: https://drmichellebengtson.com/the-day-i-was-diagnosed-with-cancer-18-promises-when-crisis-hits/ and this one: https://drmichellebengtson.com/how-testimonies-in-bible-bolster-faith-during-hard-times/ God bless you as you support your neighbor during this time.
Thank you for sharing this. Your insight about leaning on Jesus is so simple, yet so profoundly true and effective. I’ve had two really rough diagnosis – one I got through my way and I was a wreck. The other – early stage breast cancer this January – I did just as you described. I spent the time in prayer, worship and the Word and I got through it a stronger, happier person as I’ve grown closer to Jesus. I got through it WITH Him and BECAUSE of Him.
Valerie, what a testimony though to the importance of doing things God’s day, trusting Him, and relying on Him.Thank you for sharing!
I’m not familiar with the programme discussed BUT I enjoyed this post not the less as somebody living with a life limiting condition. I wish more people who reach out and help others by blogging about matters such as these. #TheHappyNow
Dear Ambitious Turtle,
The program mentioned in the first paragraph, is my internet radio program called “Your Hope-Filled Perspective with Dr. Michelle Bengtson” (which you can find here: http://graceandtruthradio.world/shows/your-hope-filled-perspective/ ). After it airs on the radio Monday mornings from 6-6:30 am CST/7-7:30 am ET, it later gets uploaded in a podcast version to iTunes, Spotify, etc. for people to listen on the go at their leisure.
I’m glad you enjoyed the post. I’m always interested in hearing topics my listeners and readers would like me to address, so if you have suggestions, please let me know.
With hope, Dr. B