I jumped in the car after doing the daily school run in a rush as usual trying to get to work on time. The phone buzzed and I picked up, it was my brother. For the millionth time in those last few days he had phoned to see if I was ok. Conversation naturally was about dad. He went on to ask me some medical questions he couldn’t get his head around. Although my medical knowledge was pretty limited I attempted to answer his questions . ‘I just don’t understand why the tumour has to be treated surgically,’ he said. ‘There’s a good chance they got it all out when they did the biopsy. Why do they have to go in and remove more?’ It was a valid question. I paused for a moment and thought back to what the nurse had told me on the phone. He had told me the tumour was ‘aggressive’. That was the character of the tumour. Some tumours are slow growing and some are aggressive. Some tumours are well contained and some infiltrate surrounding areas. Character says a lot about a person or thing. The character of this tumour was dictating what the treatment would be. To be sure that the tumour wouldn’t continue to be aggressive it needed to be cut off, it needed to be stopped. The character of the tumour was causing the medical experts to respond with radical treatment. To be honest the character of this tumour caused us to respond with PANIC. It was aggressive! That meant it could invade other spaces. That was scary. After trying to explain the best I could I put the phone down and I cried as I drove to work. As tears fell down my cheeks I sensed God say to me ‘whose character do you trust?’ The character of a tumour or the character of your God. Trust isn’t always easy to give or earn, but over the years God had won more and more of my trust. People could let me down but I knew I could trust God. In that moment I thought back to when Jesus was in the boat with the disciples and they faced a storm. The character of the storm was bad. It was potentially fatal. It was so windy, there were high tides and crashing waves. That must have been so scary and it definitely must have caused PANIC. Personally I’m not good in boats so I know I would have been freaking out! The boat would have been rocking from side to side so I know nausea would have gotten the better of me and the insides of my stomach would have been everywhere! The character of the storm was huge and may have caused all sorts of responses but the character of the person in the boat was way bigger. Jesus’ character was calm, full of peace, full of authority, full of power. All He needed to do was say STOP and the waves obeyed him. As I considered this, peace filled my heart, peace filled my mind. This tumour may have a crazy character but the character of my God was bigger. His approach to the storm was with calmness, authority, power and peace This was how I needed to approach this tumour. There and then in the car I chose who I was going to trust and what my approach to all this was going to be. I was to calm down, know that God’s peace lived in me, that it was a gift He had given me, know that I carry authority and the same power that rose Jesus from the dead lived in me. As much as all of this seemed huge to me……my God was BIGGER. His character was the one that mattered the most!