My stepdad has been battling brain cancer since spring this year, when the first tumors were discovered. After some initial success in radiosurgery treatment, his health has gone further downhill. Recent scans have shown not only more tumors growing but also bleeding in the brain. The doctors say that no further radiation is possible... and so they estimate that he has 6 months to live.
I have been in a slow cascade of shock since April when we first found out he had cancer. So slow I'm not sure you can call it shock. It's not surprise; more like the feeling when an elevator unexpectedly goes down instead of up. The coming year will be a rough one for everybody I think.
I am strongly comforted by the reality of God's love as described in the Bible. Only He can carry us through the fires and the floods and the dark unknown tomorrows.
I cannot rely on myself, frail and rickety raft that I am, to brave this tempest. I will sail on Christ, and lash myself to the main mast, that sturdy cross on which the God-man died, where he conquered sin and death for me. I trust that vessel to preserve my life.
But what of my loved ones, as the storm approaches?
I have been in a slow cascade of shock since April when we first found out he had cancer. So slow I'm not sure you can call it shock. It's not surprise; more like the feeling when an elevator unexpectedly goes down instead of up. The coming year will be a rough one for everybody I think.
I am strongly comforted by the reality of God's love as described in the Bible. Only He can carry us through the fires and the floods and the dark unknown tomorrows.
I cannot rely on myself, frail and rickety raft that I am, to brave this tempest. I will sail on Christ, and lash myself to the main mast, that sturdy cross on which the God-man died, where he conquered sin and death for me. I trust that vessel to preserve my life.
But what of my loved ones, as the storm approaches?
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I will pray
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