We have a wait problem.
You are probably thinking I misspelled the word wait and meant ''weight.'' There is a serious weight problem in our country but that is not the wait I am writing about.
Too many people practice unhealthy eating habits and get little or no exercise but that is a different subject. Sometimes we like to cover up the problem with every word but fat; but I digress.
Today I want to share my thoughts about my wait problem.
As you read this I am helping with my oldest son. We are waiting for the chemotherapy treatment to start. We are waiting for the stem cell transplant therapy to start. We are waiting to see what the results of this treatment plan accomplish. We are waiting and pondering many thoughts and decisions.
As we were driving, my wife and I were talking about many things. Sometimes these thoughts came from random memories. We were remembering playful words we exchanged with our son when he was little. We were remembering things we did together as he was growing up. We were remembering different milestones in his life. We remembered those difficult teenage years that most parents and children go through.
It is funny how they don't seem so bad now.
We were thinking about our last visit to see him about a year ago. We were thinking out loud about what we remembered and what we wanted to talk about when we got to his house. When it was confirmed that he had cancer again I asked him to send me a picture so I could see how he looked. I was surprised and alarmed when I looked at the picture. He called us with more bad news. We listened and we prayed.
We drove quietly for a while, too, not knowing what to say. While driving we were in a position of having to wait.
We waited in rush-hour traffic. We waited on the freeway and then we waited at traffic lights. Then we saw him and hugged him.
All the waiting did not prepare me for how he looked. He looked worse than the picture he sent me. My heart ached and my mind was filled with many thoughts.
This is my son who I would do just about anything for and who I wanted to protect. Professionally speaking there are so many things that I know to both say and do. Now my faith and belief system are being challenged in a personal way. I want my readers to know, neither I nor my family wait alone. Yes, we have each other, extended family and our church family back in Champion, but we also have God.
As we waited we were never alone because God was with us and we are always in His presence. God has not only given us His presence, but also His power and promises. God describes Himself as the God of all hope in Romans 15:13. The word hope means a confident expectation of the future.
Regardless of what doctors say or the percentages they give, we know that God has the last word and it is not over until He says it is over. We believe Jesus will never leave us or forsake us; therefore we have hope and do not wait alone.
I've told my sons many times over the years that ''if I don't see you again down here, I'll see you in heaven.'' No matter what the circumstances I am confident of that truth. I have hope, a confident expectation of the future because of the God I believe in. That is reality for me and my family. Thank you for your prayers and encouragement.
Mazey is a Trumbull County
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