I absolutely love this picture. Wasn't my brother adorable? We are sitting in the very same wagon that now graces my living room (thanks J and C, you guys are awesome!!!)
I remember pulling him all over tarnation and upsetting the contents of the wagon on a pretty regular basis. We had many adventures together he and I. It's hard to understand that my Heavenly Father knew what was ahead for both of us...but even as we sat there in that wagon together, He knew. I find solace in that believe it or not.
Last week, he and Amy met with Drs at Karmonos Cancer Institute in Detroit. To say the news was good, would be bad. They did not give Steve very great statistics concerning his survival. Did you know the stats for me? If I am a good girl, and do all the treatments, the "chances" of me being around in 10 years is 74.9%. I forget my own land line number, but not that one. It is seared into my grey matter.
Steve has new numbers to brand his mind.
He was told by the Dr in Grand Rapids, he had about a 25% "chance" of beating it, 3 weeks ago.
The Dr in Detroit told him less than 10%.
Obviously, we are dealing with an aggressive cancer.
It has come back 2 times now, in less than a year.
Even after chemotherapy and radiation...
When the settlers were being attacked by indians, they circled their wagons and fought bravely.
I guess I used that picture to try to help you understand how much we need to circle Steve, Amy and their 4 sons right now with prayer, lots of it. They need protection from fear, hopelessness and despair.
The Word of God says that the "The effective prayer of a righteous man can accomplish much" James 5:16
Psalm 91 states, "For it is He who delivers you from the snare of the fowler and under His wings you may seek refuge. His faithfulness is a shield and bulwark."
This Wednesday they go back to Detroit, to see what decision the board of Drs' has arrived at, concering his treatment. He may need surgery, he may need to start chemo--- everyone is guessing at this point.
I do not know what else to write. My heart aches. I want him to be "done" with this cancer stuff. My Mom could use your prayers too. Her heart is breaking...
Please pray for that little boy, who has now grown into a God fearing man.
I'll keep you posted after Wednesday..
He is faithful,