It sounds so cliche to say most of us think something like this will never happen in our own family. I understand that. Just a couple short weeks ago, I would never have predicted we'd be facing cancer square in the face. We were given a little warning, after all--though it was the kind I didn't think too much about because originally it was a pretty positive prognosis.
But now . . . I'm reeling--there's just no other way to say it. We'd greatly appreciate your prayers for our family at this time. And I can tell you, Thanksgiving will taste a little different this year.
He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the LORD, "He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust." Psalm 91:1-2