Hearing how bad it really is.

Our friend received the results from his various scans. It is not good. Tumor has reoccurred in his skull, shoulder and leg. Imagine hearing that news being said about your body. It still sucks the air right out of my lungs when I go back to the day when the doctor came out and told us how bad my mother's cancer was. She was 56. This fellow is in his 20's. Tonight, as I read the news, I felt the fear. I always get my Bible and start reading my comfort scriptures when things are so far out of my control and yet, I realize how much power and strength I possess as I read these words. I have no idea if this cancer can be stopped, cured or treated. I cannot fully imagine the fear his parents are feeling tonight. Will sleep ever come? In the morning he will wake, hoping from a bad dream and then realize it is all too true. God hears our prayers even when they are nothing more than tears streaming down our face..he speaks our words. God knows the desires of our hearts even when we can't think. God feels the pain of uncertainty, he feared his own physical death. God doesn't stand on the mountaintop he created and watch our earthly troubles, no, he waits in the waiting room for the news. He stands behind the mother who lost her child and catches her fall. He touches the forehead of those taking the last breath. He knows the number of hairs on our head and the lines on our hands. He knows how bad the news really is and where it will end. I am going to rest in the peace of knowing he already knows and in the meantime I am going to pray, feel and stand with our wounded friend.