Mark's Email of Encouragement

I just got off the phone with Dad. I don't know what you're feeling now, but I know that I am still processing all the information. I love you, you are so strong, and with the amazing love and support around you we can get through this.

I attached my favorite photo I've taken. I made it my desktop image. On an artsy-fartys note I think the photo makes me think of what you might be experiencing today. You are the rock tower in the center. Dark clouds around the tower represent the current diagnosis, not raining yet, but maybe. Yet through this your face is warmed by love from God, and love from your family and friends, represented by the sun. The tower has many other towers around it, representing the many people that have walked this road before you, and can support and encourage you with their shared experiences. The photo was taken by me from the road 5 miles away, representing my physical distance to Indiana, yet in touch through many forms of communication, love, and prayer.

We climbed the left side of the tallest tower, named the Titan, which is fitting; you are the Titan.

Be strong Mom. I love you,

Mark

On the Way to 1st Oncology Appointment

Craig drove through the night so Mom and Dad could sleep. We arrived in Indianapolis at 6 am Monday, after leaving California Saturday morning. Craig and Mandy drove to Lafayette, and we slept a few more hours before the 11am appointment.

Mandy's cd with songs of praise encouraged our hearts as we got ready. We were reminded of the Lord's power and presence in every circumstance.

Dad drove us to St. Vincent's Breast Care Center and Mom read the Jesus Calling devotion for Jan 2, which happened to begin with, "Jesus heals". The words encouraged us not to become overwhelmed by details of figuring things out. Focus on the Lord, worship him, and watch his care.

The scripture references were Psalm 105:4 saying, "Look to the Lord and his strength, seek His face always," and Luke 10:38-42 where Jesus defended Mary, saying she chose well to sit at his feet, and what was gained would not be taken from her.

A text arrived from Sabrina, “We’re praying for you, for total peace, clarity of mind, God's direction, and understanding of what you are told. We love you! Wish we could be there!"

I asked Mom if she wanted to sing. She said, "Sure." Holy, Holy, Holy, is the Lord God Almighty came from our hearts and voices. Mom made the comment with a smile and teary eyes, “We have a great team here. We need ‘Jesus Jersies’.”

I'm amazed at her laughter, smiles, and simple trust in the Lord.

~written by Ericka