February 1, 2017
This morning I spoke with a special individual. She co-owns the gym I go to. She told me about a member whose grandson is three years old. For the better part of his little life, he has been in and out of hospitals battling cancer. First of the bone, then of the kidney. He is so brave and so strong, she said. And he has been forced to grow up so fast because of his fight. All of three years old, one day he looked up at his mother and said, “Mommy, everything is going to be OK. I spent time with Jesus. He is so beautiful. I dreamt of Him last night. I sat on His knee. He told me everything is going to be OK. And I saw your Dad too (who has passed away). He is so kind. But Jesus is so beautiful”. This child is all of three years old, and he said all of this.
His test results are in. He is 95% cured, and the battle continues.