Sometimes God stops us in our tracks and gives us a healthy dose of perspective. This is not always a comfortable thing, and sometimes, it can be downright painful. Like yesterday, when I found out that a high school classmate's 3 year-old daughter is in a hospital here with Leukemia. Being from such a small town, his family and I are linked in a number of ways...but my aunt was this child's day care provider, and she called me broken hearted to tell me about it yesterday. This morning, armed with some coloring supplies, cards and a lump in my throat,
I visited them very briefly in the hospital. What I wasn't prepared for was how very beautiful this little girl was, and how much she reminded me of my own perfectly healthy 3 year-old. Pediatric Oncology...it doesn't even seem like a phrase that should exist, does it? I left the hospital amazed by the faith and the strength that I saw in the parents of this little girl. In my heart, I couldn't help but feel relief that it wasn't my child. I am thankful for the wake-up call provided by the Lord...no matter how much studying I have to do, no matter what is going on in our lives, with our finances, or with jobs, Stephen and I have two healthy little boys here at home. Does any of the rest of it matter?
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Oh...I hate hearing of children who are seriously ill. It seems terribly unfair and difficult. You know, I lost my nephew to brain cancer, and it was horrible to see him suffer, but I think it was just as bad to see his parents feel so utterly helpless to help him. How do people do it without faith?
I'm sure your visit meant a great deal to them. I will pray for their little family.
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