The Cancer Pastor
Let's Keep On Healing - Together
What if you knew a pastor personally, who was also a fellow cancer warrior?
Drawing from 40+ years of pastoral ministry, I am offering a 16-week course, Building Resilience in the Battle Against Cancer. It features weekly teachings, support group meetings, and one-on-one calls. Together, we will access ancient wisdom for this modern challenge.
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Let me walk with you as your Cancer Pastor
Healing takes many forms. Sometimes we experience it dramatically in this life. But sometimes it comes at the end of our lives as we enter our eternal home.
Lynn Blackmore’s way of living highlighted her heart as a true champion. Throughout our conversations, she signed off with #keeponhealing. I loved that and adopted the practice.
She recently found her ultimate healing in her eternal home.
This page is dedicated to her memory. May we aspire to embrace courage, positivity, and grace in all the ways Lynn did, right until the end.
Thank you for your life dear Lynn – your legacy lives on…
So keep healing friends and let us hold each other up – especially when it gets hard!
The most recent posts
The Healing Chronicles
It was probably 10 years ago when I heard these words from Ruth Haley Barton, The best gift we give to the world is a healthy and whole you. I knew that was a significant statement, but I didn’t fully grasped the depth of it until I received my cancer diagnosis. Health and wholeness is always something we have to fight for. It doesn’t come easy. There are many things – both in the world and within our own hearts – that work against us. We need all the support we can get. This weekly newsletter is meant to help provide that. May these stories, poems, advice, and encouragement provide some of what you need.
The Healing Chronicle – Volume 50
You are not to blame… In my experience, one of the greatest challenges facing cancer patients is self-condemnation. They believe they are to blame for
The Healing Chronicle – Volume 49
On the Journey… and learning to wait… This week I thought I would go a bit more personal and share a lesson that the Holy
The Healing Chronicle – Volume 48
On the Journey With… Fellow Warriors After a truly meaningful and successful first round, we are thrilled to announce the launch of our second “Building
The Healing Chronicle – Volume 47
Personal Update The Mayo Visit As I mentioned several weeks ago, I had an upcoming visit to the Mayo Clinic for a series of tests
The Healing Chronicle – Volume 46
Reminding Ourselves… The Body/Soul Connection My recent week-long visit with my mom in Colorado was such a gift. It was filled with stunning landscapes and
The Healing Chronicle – Volume 45
Navigating the Waiting Game: Three Months and a Suspicious Spot… Personal Update In a couple of weeks, I’ll be heading back to the Mayo Clinic
The Healing Chronicle – Volume 44
On the Journey With… Robin Roberts Periodically, I like to include stories of more notable cancer warriors who have been more public about their journey,
The Healing Chronicle – Volume 43
On the Journey With… Carol Van Waarde To effectively navigate this cancer journey, two components are essential. The first, without question, is the Lord. Without
The Healing Chronicle – Volume 42
On the Journey With… Elestra Kool-van Vugt If you pay close attention to life’s serendipitous moments, you’ll often detect God’s subtle fingerprints in many different
The Healing Chronicle – Volume 41
On the Journey With… Krislenn Taylor I’ve never met Krislenn in person, but we share mutual friends and the unfortunate bond of being fellow cancer
The Healing Chronicle – Volume 40
On the Journey With… Brandy Bryant Every now and again, I will find myself scrolling through the internet looking for testimonials about cancer survivors. I
The Healing Chronicle – Volume 39
On the Journey With… Nan Costello It was a Sunday afternoon, and I got one of those calls that I both love and hate. It’s
