We are so thankful, every day. It seems strange, because right now life is so hard. I'm wondering if pain, sorrow, and fear are unexpected pathways to gratefulness. I think traumatic circumstances serve to heighten awareness of small, simple blessings that we might otherwise overlook.
Last weekend, after several unexpected days in the hospital and some rough rounds of chemo for Luke, our family decided we would need some help with Thanksgiving dinner. It was just going to be too much for Laura to try to find the time and energy to prepare her typical feast. So...I sent a quick email, and texted a few people, asking for help. In a matter of minutes we had friends volunteer to bring turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, vegetables, and (of course) chocolate brownies. Many of these providers thanked us for allowing them to help. We enjoyed a delicious, restful meal at home with our whole family. So thankful.
Late on Saturday Luke was running a fever, which meant another unplanned visit to the clinic in Grand Rapids. A fever can indicate potential infection, and the doctors are rightfully cautious. Each hospital visit is a challenge for Luke. He's poked and prodded, and he's away from his home and his friends. Even though the treatment he receives is excellent and necessary, we all wish we could just be at home. Thankfully, so far the cultures show no sign of infection. A blessing. In addition, the doctors seem to have found a regimen that minimizes Luke's nausea. Another blessing. We were able to spend another day together with our brave, thoughtful, funny young son. We are so thankful, every day.
Our prayer remains the same. Can't stop, WON'T stop, praying for God to heal our boy. (James 5:14-16)
James & Lu
(for Sam, Jay & Luke)