It's Incurable!

The results are in, at least most of them. There are a couple more results that will further outline the scope of treatment, the number of days remaining, the ways in which we move forward. Large cell carcinoma in both lungs, that has spread to his liver, lymph nodes, and God knows where else. It could be worse. Certainly, I may not have gotten a chance to say good bye. I may not have had this opportunity to share his final days with him. I say days. It could be months. We don't really know until we see his reaction to the kemotherapy. We're not racing for a cure here. It's obvious. We're simply trying to enjoy these last days, sharing our lives together, whatever we have left. I gotta get home now, that's for sure. But to do what? I don't know. Say, "I love you." Say, "Good bye." Hug them, my parents. Hold their hands. Love them. Honor them. What else can I do? I pray they would hear my love for them. I pray they would understand my deep yearning for them to hear the Gospel. That, for me, is the most pressing issue, yet it is ultimately the one least likely to be discussed in any meaningful way. I have tried before. They are glad, happy for me that this whole Jesus thing worked in my life. It's just not for them. God help me here. I have begun talking to ancillary family members, cousins, uncles, etc. Now, the reality is, "ancillary," is a poor word to use there. It kinda sounds as if they are on the fringes or something. Not at all. In fact, I am truly blessed to see just what a tightknit family we have. It is beautiful. We'll see where the Holy Spirit leads in those conversations. One thing is evident. They all love my dad. Larry is his name, for any of you reading this that don't know him. He is an awesome guy. He loves people. I can't say enough about his witt, about his wisdom. In so many ways, he is truly a wonderful man. I will miss him. But we're not there yet. Let me enjoy him while I can. I love you, Dad.