Meanwhile I'll keep chugging the water to flush the chemicals. Celebrating Dad's 78th birthday on Sunday and a quick get away to Sebastopol the following weekend with some friends.
One of my friends posted this on her own Facebook recently. I've been reading it over as I face this newest twist in my cancer experience. I don't feel "ripe" yet so I keep going forward one step at a time. That is life for any one of us.
In all honesty, when I think about dying I wonder if I will be afraid or if my faith will be as strong as I think it is. This quote by Jonathan Edwards really comforted my heart. When the time is right, I will be ready to go.
"When the fruit is ripe, it is easily gathered; it does not cleave fast to the tree, but is ready to quit it, and is picked without rending or making any wound. So is a saint that is ripe for heaven, he easily quits this world."
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