This day started like most everyday. There were tasks and activities that were very normal. I attended class and handed in an assignment. I talked with a professor and worked a half day. I did some shopping, actually just following Lori around the store, and went to a birthday party. In my family, we have three birthdays on consecutive days in the first week of December.
It is routine in my family to have these parties. They are low-key affairs, but we enjoy the time we spend together. This night was not normal. It started yesterday when the doctor asked for Mom and Dad to come in today. Brother Mark went with them to hear the report from the doctor. Dad had surgery five years ago to remove a spot on his lung and came out of surgery with 1/3 of his lung removed. They had found cancer during the surgery. Today the doctor said they had found two problems, one in each lung. When asked about the seriousness of the report, the doctor estimated that Dad has three months to live.
What is there to say? I am sure there will be much to say in the weeks to come. Right now the words are not coming. There is one thing that I know. God is in control. He has blessed our family with more things that we can count. More than the things that God has given us, He has promised Himself. This is the promise that I will need in the coming weeks.
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