Graduation

have 3 more treatments left after today, then I GRADUATE!! I saw the radiation doctor today. He says I am doing really well. As I was leaving, the told me about another patient that was waiting to see him. He was diagnosed with Glio Blastoma 4 years ago, went through treatment, much the same as mine. There has been NO SIGN of recurrence since then. He has an MRI every 3 months. When I left, I spoke to the "young man" (he certainly was younger that me) My hair is white, and he had NONE!! He looked the picture of health!! I wanted to ask him some questions, but they were calling him back to see the doctor. Praise the Lord!! Once again He has set encouragement right in my path!!
Isa. 45:2-3
"I will go before you and will level the mountains; I will break down the gates of bronze and cut through bars of iron. I will give you the treasures of darkness, riches stored in secret places, so that you may know that I am the Lord, the God of Israel, who summons you by name." God has summoned me by name!!

A friend who has been very faithful to accompany me to treatment sent this to me early in my treatment. This has spoken to my heart so forcefully, that I am in my Father's care and there is no reason for me to be anxious during this storm in my life.

The ominous cracks of thunder could be heard even above the roar of the engines. Lightning! lit up the darkening skies, and within moments that great plane was like a cork tossed around on a celestial ocean. One moment the airplane was lifted on terrific currents of air; the next, it dropped as if it were about to crash. The pastor confessed that he shared the discomfort and fear of those around him. He said, "As I looked around the plane, I could see that nearly all the passengers were upset and alarmed. Some were praying. The future seemed ominous and many were wondering if they would make it through the storm. "Then, I suddenly saw a little girl. Apparently the storm meant nothing to her. She had tucked her feet beneath her as she sat on her seat; she was reading a book and every- thing within her small world was calm and orderly. "Sometimes she closed her eyes, then she would read again; then she would straighten her legs, but worry and fear were not in her world. When the plane was being buffeted by the terrible storm when it lurched this way and that, as it rose and fell with frightening severity, when all the adults were scared half to death, that marvelous child was completely composed and unafraid." The minister could hardly believe his eyes. It was not surprising therefore, that when the plane finally reached its destination and all the passengers were hurrying to disembark, our pastor lingered to speak to the girl whom he had watched for such a long time. Having commented about the storm and the behavior of the plane, he asked why she had not been afraid. The child replied, "Cause my Daddy's the pilot, and he's taking me home."

GOD IS MY PILOT!!