Streams in the Desert

Sit Still

I had another doctor's visit yesterday and am waiting for two more test results to come back that could affect treatment decisions.

Just the other day, I came across this poem by J. Danson Smith in Streams in the Desert. A great reminder to be still before our Heavenly Father.

This Cross

When the phone call from the doctor came, we were in Georgia, and he advised that I head back to Illinois to see the surgeon that very week. His urgency, I'm sure, was related to the fact that the biopsy revealed a high grade tumor.

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