JohnDB
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OK.
meet Jack and Julie.
Jack is a big guy. 6'5" and built. Barrel chested and trim. All about sports and fitness. The kind of guy that gives shivers to the opposing team in football but can shoot the eye out of a sparrow at 100 yards with a bow and arrow. Deep voice and sure of his words. He is our Children's minister. He loves children and is really interested in taking care of them. He has two grown kids with kids of their own. Their daughter married our associate pastor.
Julie is just as small as Jack is big. I think she is about five foot nothing with heels. She is a spitfire too and so jolly and happy go lucky... Until dealing with her kids or husband. Always a kind word and a big smile that reaches her ears.
Julie is in the last stages of stomach cancer... Her second time of having it. The chemotherapy did nothing to the tumors as they spread throughout her body.
Hospice has been called.
Sherlie lives in Tacoma Washington. She had a kick nack shop till the mall closed. Since then she has been homeless.
She kept her chin up as she ministered to other homeless people. Witnessing to any and all who will listen.
She has somehow gotten non-smokers lung cancer which has spread throughout her body. She believes she will be healed but the doctors want to call hospice since they believe she has less than 6 months and the cancer has spread to her ankle bones.
Another guy who was a rough tough Harley riding thug made the poor choice of making friends with a preacher... Yeah he and his wife got saved. But was able to keep his rough friends and got many of them saved. His wife also came up with cancer and lost a long hard fought battle. I remember so clearly when he quietly turned to me one day and said, "I feel like my prayers are hitting the ceiling" meaning God wasn't hearing him.
My grandmother died of colon cancer. My father has had colon cancer.
I once was in culinary school. One day in classes right before Christmas break at semester's end Bill started going above and beyond in helping us out with daily chores (making stock and dishes). I pulled him aside and asked what was up. He said it was his dream to come to culinary school but that his dream was over as stomach cancer had come back and that after Christmas he wouldn't be.
He wouldn't get to stir a pot again.
And there are plenty of unmentioned others that I've known over the years that have had their lives cut short by this cruel illness.
My wife works as a grant manager for a research scientist who thinks she has a true intervention to keep people from ever getting colon cancer... About 60% of the cases. So no matter what I won't let her quit her job.
But I am tired and worn out from cancer.
I'm sick of losing to this virus that slowly and painfully takes good people.
meet Jack and Julie.
Jack is a big guy. 6'5" and built. Barrel chested and trim. All about sports and fitness. The kind of guy that gives shivers to the opposing team in football but can shoot the eye out of a sparrow at 100 yards with a bow and arrow. Deep voice and sure of his words. He is our Children's minister. He loves children and is really interested in taking care of them. He has two grown kids with kids of their own. Their daughter married our associate pastor.
Julie is just as small as Jack is big. I think she is about five foot nothing with heels. She is a spitfire too and so jolly and happy go lucky... Until dealing with her kids or husband. Always a kind word and a big smile that reaches her ears.
Julie is in the last stages of stomach cancer... Her second time of having it. The chemotherapy did nothing to the tumors as they spread throughout her body.
Hospice has been called.
Sherlie lives in Tacoma Washington. She had a kick nack shop till the mall closed. Since then she has been homeless.
She kept her chin up as she ministered to other homeless people. Witnessing to any and all who will listen.
She has somehow gotten non-smokers lung cancer which has spread throughout her body. She believes she will be healed but the doctors want to call hospice since they believe she has less than 6 months and the cancer has spread to her ankle bones.
Another guy who was a rough tough Harley riding thug made the poor choice of making friends with a preacher... Yeah he and his wife got saved. But was able to keep his rough friends and got many of them saved. His wife also came up with cancer and lost a long hard fought battle. I remember so clearly when he quietly turned to me one day and said, "I feel like my prayers are hitting the ceiling" meaning God wasn't hearing him.
My grandmother died of colon cancer. My father has had colon cancer.
I once was in culinary school. One day in classes right before Christmas break at semester's end Bill started going above and beyond in helping us out with daily chores (making stock and dishes). I pulled him aside and asked what was up. He said it was his dream to come to culinary school but that his dream was over as stomach cancer had come back and that after Christmas he wouldn't be.
He wouldn't get to stir a pot again.
And there are plenty of unmentioned others that I've known over the years that have had their lives cut short by this cruel illness.
My wife works as a grant manager for a research scientist who thinks she has a true intervention to keep people from ever getting colon cancer... About 60% of the cases. So no matter what I won't let her quit her job.
But I am tired and worn out from cancer.
I'm sick of losing to this virus that slowly and painfully takes good people.
