Triple Scoops

First, let's start with something funny . . .

Tonight, my six-year-old chickie was playing with my hair. My girls love to "fix" this Mama's hair into fantastic stylish "do's" . . . too bad we're fixed up with nowhere to go! Anyway, during the brushing stage, she comments, "Mama, you've got all these white hairs in those holes on your head." I reply, "Yes, there are a lot of them these days!" She says, "Well, we should get them out of there!" With a smile, I say, "If I take them out, they'll just come back." Her reply, "Oh, so you're getting really old!" Then she kissed me!

Now, for an update on the tests of this week . . .

After a lengthy procedure at City of Hope, thankfully not involving any radiation from the likes of CT or PET scan, ultrasound was able to clarify several things. The summary from my doctor was stated in red letters "no definite evidence of return cancer". While these words are cause for celebration, the jury is still out regarding an MRI for futher certainty. Tomorrow, I will go elsewhere to seek a second opinion.

Today, we are rejoicing that "spots" were not obvious and clear! Today, we are rejoicing that the technician "broke" the rules and told me what was on the screen in such kind fashion! Today, we are rejoicing that what Satan meant for bad, our precious Heavenly Father protected!

Steadfast, I remain focused upon Him. Without this, I become a viable target open for much unnecessary suffering. Focused, though still a target, I am protected, guided and led by the One who chooses to give me breath for this very moment. What a privilege to be called His!


P.S. Remember those dollar scoops at 31 Flavors? Our oldest thought the test results justified triple scoop cones for all! We did do cones, just not triples!