This has been a good day so far. When Natasha and I arrived at the hospital early this morning, Jewel was ready to come home. So within hour we had everything all packed up, some final paperwork and had her home in bed. I think I have lost track of the number of times she has smiled and said, “I am so happy to be home”.
At this point her pain seems to be well managed and she getting stronger as the day goes progresses. Our goal now is to help her regain her strength and prepare her for first round of chemotherapy. Of course we continue to wait on the results of the pathology to determine if there was any spread of the cancer.
I read to Jewel a number of the emails we received today. It is so humbling and encouraging to read them. Some come from dear and close friends we have known for years. Others have come from individuals with whom we have had brief encounters. Like the email, we received from a Christian leader living in Brazil who committed to pray daily for Jewel or the one from a leader in the Vatican. We are keenly aware that thousands of people around the world are praying for Jewel. What a privilege to be a part of God’s big family. We feel like we have a huge cheer leading section from every part of the globe.
As I think about this wonderful group of encouragers I’m reminded of the words of Gregory of Nyssa, one of the early church fathers in the 4th century.
At horse races, the spectators, intent on victory, shout to their favorites in the contest. From the balcony, they incite the rider to keener effort, urging the horses on while leaning forward and flailing the air with their outstretched hand instead of a whip.
He then goes on to say…
I seem to be doing the same thing myself most valued friend and brother. While you are competing admirably in the divine race, straining constantly for the prize of the heavenly calling, I exhort, urge and encourage you vigorously.
We are so grateful for all those shouting from the stands heartily encouraging us.
Yours on the Journey,
Geoff
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