Yesterday, I was reflecting on the blessings of my family and friends. Of living in America. Of so many things for which I am thankful. One of which is having a chill prostate. It’s surreal to think that this time a year ago, I had only known about my prostate cancer for just over a week. Discussions were being held and scheduled. Treatments had not begun. But I was at peace. The Holy Spirit was comforting me and I knew through prayer that God had this. Just as He has always provided for my family. Just as He has always steered my journey. This was not a surprise to Him and He had a reason for it. For me, if one person came to know Jesus through this experience - even my death - it is worth it. If one person’s faith was increased because of my journey, it is worth it. In August, I have one final hormone shot. Treatment will be complete. As I asked and this seems to be accurate, the hormone therapy was to starve the cancer, the radiation beam therapy was to kill the cancer an...
The adventures and thoughts of a Mississippi boy and his family living in the Washington - Baltimore region