If a year ago today you would have told me that I would make it to another Christmas, I may not have believed you. Here I am. I’m still in a life or death struggle with inoperable cancer, but I am surviving. Everything I see this time of year gives me hope. The soft light from the Christmas tree, the evenings home doing Christmas projects with the kids, and the hymns and songs of the season fill me with gratitude to have made it this far.
Grace has a way of playing a role in your life in unseen ways. The terrible reaction that I had to the chemo treatments I had in October could very well have happened over the holidays. That would have meant Christmas from a hospital bed. I am so thankful that I will be home with my family for Christmas instead. I am also moved by the extreme generosity that is being shown to my family. Money is tight with me no longer working, and people have come out of the woodwork to help us. The Christmas time donations on our blog have been steady and very welcome. We’ve also been given help for Christmas needs, and that has made a big difference.
I am the luckiest man alive today. If I relax and pay attention to the present moment, I can still live a lifetime in just a few seconds. Life is giving me these opportunities everyday. I don’t want to miss a thing. Not a smile from my daughters, not a song about Christmas, and certainly not a second of the precious few days I have left. I won’t allow myself to squander a second. So I want to say Merry Christmas to all of my blog readers, and thank you so much for the continued generosity you’ve shown my family and me.
With Fierce Hope,