Yesterday, we drove to the Cancer Center at Parkview. Two thoughts immediately enter my mind. I hate this place and I thank God this place exists for people like me. I am getting a CT scan to help determine the extent of the spread of cancer. Everyone here is nice.

I am humbled and encouraged at the outpouring of love and support less than 12 hours after my first posting. I need to write. There are so many emotions bottled up inside. They need to be expressed.

A co-worker emailed me this verse. What a blessing.

Praise to the God of All Comfort

3Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, 4who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God. 5For just as we share abundantly in the sufferings of Christ, so also our comfort abounds through Christ.
                                                                                     2 Cor. 1:3-5 New International Version

Many people have committed to pray for me, not just say a prayer in passing, as I know I have  done at times, but really pray at a set time each day. Thank you brothers and sisters in Christ. I am so unworthy.