<One Monday night stands above the rest not because it was fabulous or special simply because it was dark. Darkness that surrounds your mind and tries to hold you hostage. Nausea and vomiting had persisted for a week and I must admit I was planning on telling the oncologist, on Tuesday morning, that I was done with chemo. Then I woke with Lamentations 3:22-23 on my mind. "Because of the LORD's great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness." I was still nauseous Tuesday morning but, I was renewed by the Spirit. So I got up and put on bright blue shirt and cute sandals. Tied the bright green and blue matching scarf turban style and headed out the door. Tryon Street runs the length of Charlotte and as I drove south I began singing to every song on the radio. Matthew West encouraged me to "do something" as I passed a section that was filled with homeless men on either side of the street. I began praying for God to intervene in their lives. Then Mandisa sang out that it was a "good morning" as I hit Center City and the hustle and bustle of busy working folks were running by. None of them wearing a smile. I began to pray that the joy of the Lord and life would fill them. By the time I arrived at Charlotte Hematology I was full of the Holy Spirit and a little tired from all the dancing I had done as I drove. Some of you know what I'm talking about. If not, download Mandisa's song and get busy.

As I entered Dr. Frenette’s office I was greeted by the sweetest team of people you could imagine. From the front desk to the check out beautiful ladies all around. I was especially touched by a patient on this particular morning. She was getting ready for her final round of chemo. As we talked I asked her if she knew Jesus and she responded “YES!” We continued talking and she encouraged me with these words. You must know him with your head and your heart but, you must share him with your mouth. We ended our conversation with prayer for healing and she said, “I’ll see you in heaven sister.” Wow! What a morning!

The appointment went well. The tumor is shrinking. It is now down to 1/5 of its original size and I am so thankful to God for the healing he is bringing. A second appointment was medically more encouraging as my very realistic surgeon said he was “amazed” at how well the chemo was working. He painted a very good prognosis with minimal surgery expected if chemo continues to do a great job. I couldn’t help but praise God again for the fact that he uses ordinary men and women and medicines and even toxic chemicals to restore and heal broken bodies. But He sends His Spirit, His Word and Worship to restore spirits and Bring LIFE./