This evening, me and my Popeye’s chicken were enjoying some quiet time in the waiting room.  I saw the surgeon that’s been working with Kevin and waved hello when a lady next to me asked if I was a med student.  I told her no and we began talking about why we were both there.

Her son, and the lady next to her’s husband, just came in last night from New York.  He starting having pain in his hip last month, and now is here with….angiosarcoma.  He’s 37.

It’s unbelievable how God places people right in front of you.  Just after posting about how there are only about 1000 cases per year of angiosarcoma, I thought, what are the odds I would meet just one of the other families being affected by angiosarcoma?  RARE.

I don’t know much about them…but they are faced with an unbelievable hardship.  They cannot find the primary source of the cancer and were only given a timeline of 3-6 months.

I told them about our Faith, and said, “If God can give our husbands and sons the most rarest cancer in the world, why can’t he give them the rarest miracle?”  I wanted to pray with them, but other family came in before I could.

If I meet them again, as I’m sure I will…I’m going to pray with them.  But until that time, I ask that you lift this family up in God’s arms tonight.  They are dealing with what we did just two weeks ago-the uncertainty, the new surroundings, the fear, the lack of understanding.  It is such an overwhelming situation to be in, and even though I hope never to have anyone else go through this, it’s comforting to be able to minister to a family in such a similar circumstance.

Another thought…last night in the elevator, I saw this girl that I have continually run into.  Her sister is here and very ill with cancer.  They “lost her” twice, and she was brought back.  This morning when I came in, I saw her crying with her boyfriend in the lobby, and I’m fearing the battle was lost.  Please lift them up as well.

In this hospital, we continue to be surrounded with much grief and lack of understanding.  I pray for those around us who are weak in their faith and do not have a God to turn to with their grief.  I pray that somehow, through our journey, we can touch not just the patients and families, but the staff as well.

God is good, and in His mercy and grace, we can be a witness to others around us.  Give us those opportunities Lord.

Thank you for your prayers for those around us…