Not Forgotten

The house I am staying in opens up to a big back porch. This is my favorite spot to sit and read my Bible and spend time talking to the Lord. The porch looks out onto a small grassy yard with two overgrown rose bushes and a orange painted wall topped with barbed wire. There is a big mango tree on the other side of the wall that is the home to some very fat birds as well as a small green hummingbird. 


As I sat outside yesterday morning I was thanking the Lord for the peace and quiet of this place. And then I had to laugh - quiet?? It is anything but quiet here! In that moment I could hear the wind in the trees, the birds and dogs, doors and gates opening and shutting, the neighbors talking, trucks in the street, the sound of sweeping, the song of the wind chime, and hymns being sung by the congregation down the street. All beautiful sounds to me!


This trip is somewhat of a celebration for me. Although we are working while we are here, I am personally celebrating the fact that I no longer have cancer - the incredible blessing of my restored health!  But it seems that all along the way I am reminded of so many friends who never got to have that celebration. I am here for them today. And as I sit on the porch enjoying the sounds of life, I bring each face to mind and I remember the things they taught me along the way, the hope and courage they imparted to me. And I pray for the families and friends of those who never had the chance to celebrate.  You won't be forgotten. 


God, please show us the cure for cancer.