On the outside, my life looks hard. And it is. Really hard. But it is also bursting at the seams with God's gifts. One of those unexpected gifts has been a friendship because of the hard.
A couple of years ago a high school friend emailed me through facebook. He is a PhD oncology researcher and living with a stage IV diagnosis of colon cancer. He followed my clinical trials with FA closely and became a huge encourager in my life.
Throughout our friendship and his amazing spirit, I hooked him up with a few of my friends who were also walking the path with cancer. (Facebook can really be a good thing)
Last summer, he took time off from his treatments and spent a few weeks meeting his virtual friends around the country. I was fortune it enough to join this group for dinner one night.
Truth be known, I felt a little odd. They were all part of a club that bonded them together. We even joked about it. I commented that I was on Holy ground. I thanked them for making feel welcomed in the hard.
|the "club" after dinner last summer|
It's surreal that I am part of this club now. But I am so thankful to be standing on Holy Ground in the hard. And I am so very grateful for His gift of Tom.