Editor’s note: Longtime Southeast member Barbara Rogers recently shared her story with The Outlook. We hope it will be an encouragement to our readers.
My name is Barbara Rogers. I have been a member of Southeast Christian Church since 1997.
This story is about my daughter, Beverly, who has also been a member since 1997.
The night that my husband, Ben, and I walked forward to become members, Beverly also came forward from another part of the congregation. We didn’t even know she was there that night. That was one of those God moments.
About 10 years ago, Oct. 10, 2011, to be exact, Beverly had brain surgery to remove a tumor, which turned out to be a very aggressive and deadly cancer called glioblastoma multiforme. The survival rate for glioblastoma multiforme is about 5%.
Needless to say, our family was devastated by the diagnosis, just stunned. Beverly had another brain tumor removed in 1992, but it was not malignant. That night I went outside and looked up at the bright October full moon and told the Lord that I trusted Him with my daughter no matter what.
Beverly was scheduled for radiation first, then chemotherapy, and we began to search for possible clinical trials for this kind of cancer. We looked for anything that would give us a little bit of hope.
My cousin found a study that was enrolling participants in 10 locations in the U.S., and one of those places was here in Louisville at Jewish Hospital, imagine that! I immediately contacted them.
The hospital had a long list of criteria that had to be met in order to qualify for the study. One of them was that the patient had to not have started chemotherapy, and Beverly was in a two-week window between her radiation and her chemo treatments, imagine that!
Another stipulation was that the cancer was not a recurrence, so I had to find the pathology report showing the results of Beverly’s 1992 surgery. There were no computer records kept in 1992, and the surgeon who had operated on her had died some years earlier and his practice was closed. I began calling people, each time repeating why I needed to locate this pathology report, and each time they told me they didn’t keep records that long, but they would say something like, “Maybe you could call this person,” and they would give me the name and number of another person to call.
I remember the story in the Bible where God made the ax head float, and that kept me going. One day I got a call from a lady whose name I don’t remember. God apparently touched her heart because she searched through some microfiche records and found Beverly’s pathology report, imagine that!
Beverly was accepted into the study. It was a double-blind study, which means one person in three gets a placebo. We never even considered that she would be that one.
After two years of treatment, Beverly was cancer free, and 10 years later, she is still cancer free. She has a slight speech disability and is not able to drive, but she lives alone and cares for herself.
I don’t know why God heals some and not others, but maybe my story will give someone hope.