this past weekend was a bit of a challenge.
i had expected a little bit of stress.
my brother was scheduled for surgery - removal of cancerous tumors.
shortly after his diagnosis, God brought me to a place of peace.
but still.......it's surgery, right?
plan: tumors removed, cancer all gone.
actual: surgeons unable to remove this rare tumor.
there's still hope.
there is treatment with successful outcomes.
while at the hospital with my family, i get a text from my husband
"dad is in the hospital"
my father-in-law will undergo bypass surgery in his leg to improve circulation.
relatively routine surgery, quick rehab.
at home, i phone my other brother to tell him about surgery outcome on brother #1.
he tells me he has mesothelioma.
okay. there is treatment. it was caught early.
running errands with the family.
someone steals little man's DS.
and now, as i type, we await hurricane sandy.
lives lost thus far: 65
dubbed "...the largest threat to human life (Connecticut) has experienced in anyone's lifetime." by our governor.
so i trust.
and i pray.
and i have faith.
as a jesus-girl, i'm not guaranteed a life full of sunshine and daisies.
what i am guaranteed is a God who loves me, who has a plan for me, who is with me always.
no matter what.