Today’s surgery is the beginning of a new battle but marks the end of the last.
It has been a year and 3 months since Sarah started treatment and about 7 months since her last treatment. There are so many phases to this journey.
It is more like a decathlon than a marathon. Imagine being signed up for such an event with no knowledge of what it would cost or what you would be required to endure. Each treatment has its challenges, each phase its decisions to make.
There was a person at the begining of this journey that told us our friends would tire in the support of us. That she would pick up where they left off. I didn’t understand what it was going to take to get through this. I couldn’t argue and also thought that this was a reasonable assumption.
Truth is we all tire, Sarah most of all.
But as I sit here waiting on the finish of another surgery, I am humbled by the amount of love we have recieved by our friends and family. At the begining, a close friend of mine said he had remembered the vision painted for us in the bible of Moses having his arms raised by Aaron and Hur. He said he would pray for me that I may be able to help Sarah through this battle.
Truly it has been the absolute truth that we have been carried by our brothers and sisters in Christ. You all are giants! Praying and winning this battle in the spirit. You haven’t waivered when tired, but stepped up when the need was small and great alike. We have lived upon your words of encouragement, food and service. This journey has taught me what the church, the body of Christ should be like.
I thank you all. I pray often that The Lord meets your need just as you have meet our needs.