01/22/2020
This morning January, 21, I went into a hospital in Dallas Texas for the third time for a “procedure” to extend life in my body. I realize, that lately, Valerie and I have not spoken much about the diagnosis we received three and half years ago. It has felt weird airing our laundry in front of the world, but holding our cards close to our chest has allowed many of you to not know what is going on.
Valerie and I and our children are in a fight for my life. When we first heard the term terminal cancer God very clearly spoke to us Daniel 3:17 “if it be so oh king, our God shall deliver us from the fiery furnace, but if not, we will not bow.” I wish I could say that we have done everything perfect and our confession has been holy one hundred percent of the time and we have made the best decisions every time but the blood of Jesus washes away multiple mistakes. I will say, that heaven is closer than any of us think and that our God who promised never to leave us or let us down is fulfilling that promise to us. A ten-month diagnosis has turned into 43 months and we believe that it will turn to many, many years. Psalm 91 says that with “long life will He satisfy me and show me His salvation”. Valerie and I are not satisfied with my life, and it certainly has not been long enough. We—all of us, have to come to the realization that the songs we sing on Sunday about a promise keeper, and way-maker HAVE TO BE REAL in us.
The last few months the fight has been very difficult for us. The pain and symptoms have been out of this world and had it not been for family I would have quit. The procedure today should alleviate some of those symptoms and the doctors plan on starting a new form of radiation within the next month. I thank God for the Holy Spirit because His wisdom has guided us into good decisions and to good doctors. He has been so faithful and good to us.
I saw a quote on Facebook a while ago (quoting Facebook, how goofy is that?) that said, “just because I carry it well doesn’t mean it isn’t heavy.” This is, by far, the heaviest thing Valerie and I have had to carry but there have been countless times that we have physically felt the prayers from others and the load wasn’t so. So today, I ask that if you think of Valerie, me, or Kendrik, Monica, Dilan, Darlin, Angel, Antonio, Eswin, Estiven, Iris or Karla, thank God for our long life. Thank Him for the miracle He is working in my body and thank Him that He loves us.
WE WIN!!!
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