Anne heads in for her final round of ninja medicine tomorrow morning.  Six of six. Celebrating a little bit over here. 

“Can you believe you’re almost done?!” I asked, as if time really had flown by for Anne. (I really knocked that question out of the park, eh?). 

“Yessssssss,” she responded succinctly, and appropriately.  

She knows what’s ahead. Couple of weeks of feeling shellacked by the drugs. Then surgery.  And radiation. Boooo. 

So we ain’t through this thing yet. Still in the jungle. Or desert. Or whatever purgatory-flavored setting you can think of. 

But. 

Our spirits are buoyed. Our hearts are strengthened. Our hope is real. And that is a testimony to God’s grace and mercy, not our faith. We feel weak and  helpless, the very place where our Heavenly Father sweetly meets us. 

Ninja time. Anne or I will be back to you in a few days. 

With joy and perseverance,

Van