Wednesday, August 27, 2008
I praise You Lord!
Blood. Tears. Fear. Prayer. Mom. Chemotherapy. Throwing up. Naps. Losing hair.
Baldness. Too many trips to the hospital. More naps. Digital mapping. Tattoos. (little dots ok?)
Radiation. Skin burned and skin sore. Recovery. Fewer trips to the hospital. Prayer and rejoicing.
All of these things are what my brother Steve and I have been "sharing" this past year. I went first and he finished last. We both survived. Both of us have been in the Relay for Life, an event that raises monies for cancer research, etc. When I went to our family reunion, he presented me with this purple shirt, I was thinking(typical sister) "Um I already have that..." but then I saw the back and in big letters it states, "SURVIVOR." I liked it right away and he already had his on, so we had a picture snapped.
I do not know how many Moms out there have had TWO children diagnosed with cancer, but I am so thankful for mine. She had endured in some ways, more than we have. Can you imagine just for a second, one of your children with cancer? Then the only other one? I wish I could send her like on a vacation or something! She deserves it.
My clothes line in on it's last legs. It has dwindled from 4 lines to 2. It has been a place where I pray, confess sin and hang up scads of laundry. Never in my dreams, did I think I would pin up a purple T shirt that proclaims SURVIVOR.
Oh Jesus--it is only because of YOU that I SURVIVE.
You give me breath, life and hope. I praise Your name.
You are worthy to be praised...
You are faithful,