Red

After waiting another week for the molecular breakdown, Monday we were getting antsy.  We were told the report was done, but no data yet.  Scott was nervous that today, the Tuesday before the scheduled drug therapy, would be another day of unknowns and we would have to decide if we wanted to move forward without the molecular breakdown again.  He woke up struggling--swollen and irritated that he just doesn't feel quite like himself.  Wondering if it's cancer or radiation, blood pressure meds or his recent change of diet that's making him feel this way.  It was God's kindness that we received the message before 10am--although not necessarily what we wanted--that the molecular breakdown didn't show a mutation that we could target and that chemo was our option.  Scott will do 7 hours of infusions tomorrow.

Discouragement can be a hard, heavy thing.  We fight it.  Often times with gratefulness, listing what we see God doing, even if it seems foggy.  One day this week, a friend from church sent a text on a hard morning.  Scott saw her name and plead with God to please make these words from Him.  The picture came with it below.  "This is what the Lord says to you".  Ok God, you got our attention.  We focused on the red words that day.  Do not be afraid or discouraged.  The battle is not yours.  Stand firm.  See.  Go.  The Lord will be with you.  Those words were life that morning, followed by numerous other texts that were a tangible reminder that God hasn't left us and loves us so personally. 

Today when it seemed heavy again, Scott went back to that picture.  He stood firmly on the red words.  In the text he sent me, inadvertently letting me know he was okay and his affect was improving,  he wrote "red".  I knew he wanted me to read the boxed in red words.  Then I remembered the PET scan from Mayo.  One of the doctors that we grew to trust pointed out how red Scott's spots were because they had drank up all the glucose.  The hope is that they will drink up the chemo like that.  So I reminded him of that red.  In a strange train of thought, we then we remembered this text from another dear friend-"While it is true that cancer is in you-it does not, it cannot overshadow the resurrection power-the Mighty power of Jesus that flows through your veins.".  Red like blood.  Like Jesus' resurrected blood that lives in us.  So we agreed we are wearing red tomorrow-Scott's first 7 hour day of chemo.  Victorious red.  Because our Jesus and His words always win!  Join us if you'd like.  Pray for him.  We feel it and need it daily!