Wednesday, March 29, 2006
The Chemo Paradox & A Slingshot
This “port’ that Amy had installed yesterday seems to be doing the trick. She ate quite well last night (Amy’s mother is visiting and she made Chicken & Peppers) and although still tires easily, seems to be getting her energy back. With this port, she will be receiving Chemo medications (5FU) 24 hours a day, 7 days a week and she’s sporting a new ‘fanny pack’ around her waist that holds the pump and medication. The really strange part of this is that along with this pump and medication, we were given a HAZMAT kit and told in the unlikely event that the chemo medication should spill out, we are to call them immediately and they would instruct us on the proper use of the clean up kit. Strange that something that is meant as a curative could be construed as so hazardous as to require special instructions and a kit to clean it up…a true paradox!
Someone emailed the following to Amy and I today and I feel compelled to share it.
There was a little boy visiting his grandparents on their farm.
He was given a slingshot to play with out in the woods.
He practiced in the woods, but he could never hit the target.
Getting a little discouraged, he headed back for dinner.
As he was walking back he saw Grandma's pet duck.
Just out of impulse, he let the slingshot fly,
hit the duck square in the head, and killed it.
He was shocked and grieved.
In a panic, he hid the dead duck in the wood pile,
only to see his sister watching!
Sally had seen it all, but she said nothing.
After lunch the next day Grandma said,
"Sally, let's wash the dishes."
But Sally said, "Grandma, Johnny told me
he wanted to help in the kitchen."
Then she whispered to him, "Remember the duck?"
So Johnny did the dishes.
Later that day, Grandpa asked if the children
wanted to go fishing and Grandma said,
"I'm sorry but I need Sally to help make supper."
Sally just smiled and said, "Well that's all right
because Johnny told me he wanted to help."
She whispered again, "Remember the duck?"
So Sally went fishing and Johnny stayed to help.
After several days of Johnny doing
both his chores and Sally's ...
he finally couldn't stand it any longer.
He came to Grandma and
confessed that he had killed the duck.
Grandma knelt down, gave him a hug, and said,
"Sweetheart, I know. You see,
I was standing at the window
and I saw the whole thing,
but because I love you, I forgave you.
I was just wondering how long you would let
Sally make a slave of you."
Whatever is in our past, whatever we have done (lying, cheating, fear, bad habits, hatred, anger, bitterness, etc.), the devil loves to keep throwing it in our faces. In an effort to lead us off the correct path, he tries to tell us that we’re the same person, that nothing has changed and that God’s grace certainly can’t cover the things that we have or continue to do. He does this to steal our joy and to make us ineffective. We all need to realize that God was standing at the window and He saw the whole thing... God is ALWAYS standing at the window and He sees every moment of each of our whole lives. And despite what he sees, He wants you to know that He loves you and that you are forgiven. He's just wondering how long you will let the devil make a slave of you. As long as we keep our eyes and thoughts on the things we have done, we can not look to and think on the things He wants us to. The great thing about God is that when you ask for forgiveness, He not only forgives you, but He forgets... It is by God's grace and mercy that we are saved (Eph 2:8).
What are you allowing yourself to be a slave to?
This is Amy's story as seen and told by me - V
Someone emailed the following to Amy and I today and I feel compelled to share it.
There was a little boy visiting his grandparents on their farm.
He was given a slingshot to play with out in the woods.
He practiced in the woods, but he could never hit the target.
Getting a little discouraged, he headed back for dinner.
As he was walking back he saw Grandma's pet duck.
Just out of impulse, he let the slingshot fly,
hit the duck square in the head, and killed it.
He was shocked and grieved.
In a panic, he hid the dead duck in the wood pile,
only to see his sister watching!
Sally had seen it all, but she said nothing.
After lunch the next day Grandma said,
"Sally, let's wash the dishes."
But Sally said, "Grandma, Johnny told me
he wanted to help in the kitchen."
Then she whispered to him, "Remember the duck?"
So Johnny did the dishes.
Later that day, Grandpa asked if the children
wanted to go fishing and Grandma said,
"I'm sorry but I need Sally to help make supper."
Sally just smiled and said, "Well that's all right
because Johnny told me he wanted to help."
She whispered again, "Remember the duck?"
So Sally went fishing and Johnny stayed to help.
After several days of Johnny doing
both his chores and Sally's ...
he finally couldn't stand it any longer.
He came to Grandma and
confessed that he had killed the duck.
Grandma knelt down, gave him a hug, and said,
"Sweetheart, I know. You see,
I was standing at the window
and I saw the whole thing,
but because I love you, I forgave you.
I was just wondering how long you would let
Sally make a slave of you."
Whatever is in our past, whatever we have done (lying, cheating, fear, bad habits, hatred, anger, bitterness, etc.), the devil loves to keep throwing it in our faces. In an effort to lead us off the correct path, he tries to tell us that we’re the same person, that nothing has changed and that God’s grace certainly can’t cover the things that we have or continue to do. He does this to steal our joy and to make us ineffective. We all need to realize that God was standing at the window and He saw the whole thing... God is ALWAYS standing at the window and He sees every moment of each of our whole lives. And despite what he sees, He wants you to know that He loves you and that you are forgiven. He's just wondering how long you will let the devil make a slave of you. As long as we keep our eyes and thoughts on the things we have done, we can not look to and think on the things He wants us to. The great thing about God is that when you ask for forgiveness, He not only forgives you, but He forgets... It is by God's grace and mercy that we are saved (Eph 2:8).
What are you allowing yourself to be a slave to?
This is Amy's story as seen and told by me - V
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Vince and Amy
I've never "blogged" before, but Vicky Cutsforth sent your address and message to me. Thank you for being willing to share your journey with us.
Just know that you are on the Sacred Heart sick list for constant prayers and that I promise personally to keep you and your loved ones in prayer. This is a sacred time for all of you.
The message on God's forgiveness is so beautiful. Thank you.
God bless you!
Nancy Rigel
I've never "blogged" before, but Vicky Cutsforth sent your address and message to me. Thank you for being willing to share your journey with us.
Just know that you are on the Sacred Heart sick list for constant prayers and that I promise personally to keep you and your loved ones in prayer. This is a sacred time for all of you.
The message on God's forgiveness is so beautiful. Thank you.
God bless you!
Nancy Rigel
Hey Amy most brave one!!
If the hazmat team pulls up and quaranteens our neighborhood I won't be scared, I'll just know Amy spilled her bag!!
I'm still praying and believing that that thing is dead and gone already.
(Vince is not the best blogger in the family.Yours was the best so far!) (Sorry Vince!) Love Liz
If the hazmat team pulls up and quaranteens our neighborhood I won't be scared, I'll just know Amy spilled her bag!!
I'm still praying and believing that that thing is dead and gone already.
(Vince is not the best blogger in the family.Yours was the best so far!) (Sorry Vince!) Love Liz
Vince, Amy and kids,
Well, maybe the fanny pak will come in a pretty color(purple perhaps). You guys probably never thought you would have to know as much as you do, but you are being troopers about it and you are an inspiration to all of us. Reading about your trials makes us all stronger not only in ourselves but in our faith.
Keep the faith,
The Craker's
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Well, maybe the fanny pak will come in a pretty color(purple perhaps). You guys probably never thought you would have to know as much as you do, but you are being troopers about it and you are an inspiration to all of us. Reading about your trials makes us all stronger not only in ourselves but in our faith.
Keep the faith,
The Craker's
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