On Monday I learned that my sweet friend Summer had been hospitalized with an enlarged heart. The doctors said that this could be a rare condition that occurs sometimes after one has birthed a child. OR. It could be that her cancer had returned and attacked her heart.
Summer passed away yesterday afternoon. She was 28.
Last year Summer found out that she was pregnant and had Stage 3 (I believe) Lymphoma all at the same time. After having to terminate a much wanted pregnancy, Summer began chemo. Summer had an amazing attitude. She was sure that God would use her cancer in some great way. And he did. Through Summer's amazing faith, many people were brought to the Lord, including her husband. Months later she was given a clean bill of health. Summer and her husband decided to try for another baby. Summer had a beautiful baby boy 3 months ago.
There is so much more to Summer's story this little blurb doesn't do her justice.
I was one of thousands who prayed daily, asking God to heal Summer. I am heart broken and angry, yet I am nobody. What must her family feel? Her young husband, who will now raise a toddler and a infant on his own, what must he feel?
God says that: "My ways are not your ways" but what the heck??
I feel as though the water has been muddied and I am eager to see what good will come of this. For now my heart is broken, as are the hearts of many others.