Hands

     This has been one long week!  It seems like tomorrow will never get here and like the devil is fighting harder than ever to make me doubt God and His healing power.  But, he won't win!  We don't know what tomorrow holds, but we know who holds our hands and we are going tomorrow believing that we are going to receive great news!!  

     As we have faced this news, I've thought a lot about the future and then God directed me to a story about a young mother who is facing cancer.  She talked about how she is totally at peace with whatever happens and that really we should none live any different than she is because we never know when our last day will be.  Just because someone is facing cancer, we tend to react and treat them as though their days are numbered.  When, in reality, all of our days are numbered.  She quoted the following verses:

Psalm 39:4  "Show me, Lord, my life's end and the number of my days; let me know how fleeting my life is."
Psalm 90:12 "Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom."

    I am challenging myself to treat each day like it is my last.  Yes, Daddy is facing serious stuff.  But, hey, today could very well be the last day for any of us.  Therefore, I am going to savor every moment with my loved ones and make sure they know just how much they mean to me.  Will you please do the same?

    Now, onto some lighter stuff.  I realized the other day that I hadn't posted a recent picture of Daddy since he recovered from the transplant.  If you haven't seen him, you can't imagine how good he looks.  His hair has come back curly (not black and curly like he ordered, just curly :) and he keeps it very short.  But, he has gained all his weight back and hasn't been hospitalized or even to the doctor but once and that was last week with a sinus infection.  Praise God!  They told us they were sure he would be hospitalized for infection at least once after the transplant.  God is good!  So, I thought I would leave you with a few pictures tonight. 

Poppie came over to see Peyton on his first morning of 1st grade!

 The family got together in August to celebrate Daddy's 58th birthday!  You see the children took care of the candles :)

 Please, if you read this before 2:30 tomorrow, Praise God and thank Him for great results.  We are going expecting and believing.  Thanks for lifting Daddy up.  Your prayers mean more than you can ever imagine.

~much love to you all