96 Days

In November, prior to discovering we would need to wait thirty days for Stew's Pet Scan to be completed, I woke up in the wee hours of the morning with these words written across my mind. "Will you trust me without chemo?"

 Stew had experienced a rough night with fever and bone pain, so I quietly slid out of bed and walked to my prayer room. Sinking into my "God" chair, the words resounded again. "Will you trust me without chemo?" For a moment, it felt as if there was no air to breathe.

The "spiritual" thing to probably do would have been to respond with a resounding, "Yes." That didn't happen. Instead, curled up in the chair with eyes closed I whispered, "We need you." As tears began to slowly fall, it was as if the Father covered me with the warm peace of His love. Sleep came.

Later that day, when sharing with Stew, his response was simply, "Sounds like we're going to get to, doesn't it?" The following month we learned that was exactly what we were facing.

And so the days march on.
33 days has become 96:
96 days of trusting our Father not chemo.
96 days without treatment of any kind.
96 days of hoping above and beyond what we see.
96 days of seeing Stew display courage while slowly returning to the weariness, discomfort, and pain that had marked the beginning of the journey.
96 days of experiencing God's kindness over and over again.
96 days of doing life and making memories.
96 days in God's waiting room.
96  days together.
96 days to remember  Our God is able.
 96 days to be strengthened that "Even if" ... He is here.


They haven't always been an easy 96 days, but we're still here and so is He!

Love and prayers for you and yours,
Stew and Deb

Words He has spoken to our hearts the past 96 days.