“The only alternative to the muzzle of a shotgun is the foot of the cross.”

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I spent yesterday in a hospital in the Blue Ridge Mountains where we own a home.

We’re preparing to list the house for sale. I was in the midst of a short, simple task when a dizzying headache waylaid me— the third such one this week. Concerned, I checked my blood pressure which had spiked to the edge of a stroke. I drove the block to the ER where they poked and prodded me before scanning my head and later pronouncing the all-clear. A side effect of my twice daily, self-administered chemo— probably— they concluded.

Given my week and in light of my work in the Psalter during this Epiphany season, I thought I’d repost this section from the book I wrote during my first bout with Mantle Cell Lymphoma, Cancer is Funny (I hope to get the rights back to the book in order to change the title, which I did not previously choose!). In the meantime, you can pray for me and my family. Once again, the LORD invites us to participate in his providence. Perhaps that God truly does listen to our prayer requests can account for his inscrutable governance of the history he makes with us.

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