You might have already guessed that the baby represents me. I'm not strong enough to make it on my own. However, I have a broad base of support. The hands that hold the baby are going to stand with that baby until it can go out on its own. That's the way I see my support base.
I have a family who have taken on my fight as their own. Susan (wife) has been with me every step of the way. Susan, Scott, Megan, Jessie, and Drew I love you always. I always love you more.
Lois (mom) is the world's greatest prayer warrior. She has been covering the family with prayer from the very beginning. I love you, Mom.
AJ (grandson) I want to see you grow up into a fine young man. I want to be a part of your life. Thank you for giving me wonderful things to look forward to.
I have a great medical team headed up by a Gastro-Intestinal Oncologist. His medical care staff is quite wonderful. Every one of them is a concerned, highly-trained caregiver. I am always encouraged when I am around them.
I'm not going to leave God out. I'm just saving the best for last. Those are His hands under me in the picture. I have a large team of prayer warriors. I have total strangers praying for me. And this blog got a hit from Germany yesterday. God is active in my life. This Spiritual Support Team is my gift from Him.
Look at the picture one more time. Does the baby lack anything? Is the baby losing any sleep? Here's my prayer, that the reality of my faith in Father God might match the faith of that little tiny baby.
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