Dad and Fire

Picture three older fellows, early 60s, standing in the village post office, side by side, hands connected in a firm manly shake. All three have cancer, two of the three are no strangers to it, and they are blood brothers as well. The fellow with the snowy beard and fiery spirit is encouraging them though he is the newest member of this club called ‘living with cancer’. They are on hospice, look it up, that means the doctors are done. These men are making a pact of hope and faith, that they will have this same meeting all together a year from then…

And they shall…

Many times have I heard my Dad talk about the concept of passing through the fire… he was often talking about the day of judgment but we all know we pass through fires in this life too… pain, struggle…

My Dad’s cancer has gone into remission. After the operation there was talk of another lump but when he came down for his latest check up it was gone… GONE… I keep my write ups about my Dad short… my Dad and his cancer even shorter… there is only so much one can say… PRAISE JESUS is in order.

I wish the blessings of a long life of walking through those fires with victory, in Jesus, for my Dad.

Dad quotes:

“The Lord has been able to give me grace toward a lot of people who don’t know how to deal graciously with me having cancer. Especially those from the church.”

“It is only a miracle because it doesn’t happen on command or very often. My cancer is in remission and I am hopeful to get the three score and ten years the Lord spoke of in his word. Anything after that, even one day, cancer or not, is bonus. Now if you will excuse me I gotta go fishing.”

TTFN