We have heard from so many people in similar situation.
-Last week I sat outside the nuclear medicine room speaking with the mother of a 15 year old boy name Taylor. He had similar symptoms to Tyler in October. He also had a stage 4 lymphoma, and now is doing very well.
-Our good friend Crock stopped by today and was also visiting a young girl who had similar symptoms and found out yesterday it was cancer.
-Last night we received an email from a parent of a friend Tyler's grade who has been facing serious medical issues.
-Chris Valentine, the 23 year old president of Dublin school board and a cancer survivor, stopped by our home on Thanksgiving day to drop off a couple of books and a wonderful note for Tyler. He left us with the Bible verse James 5:15, "And the prayer offered in faith will make the sick person well; the Lord will raise him up."
-Today, a 13 year old boy was moved into the room next to Tyler. He is still in isolation, so we have not meet him yet.
-A few nights ago we received a visitor who knew us only through someone at church, and told us of the health issues and eventual loss of his son Max. He prayed with us after he read from James chapter 5.
-This afternoon I received an email from a past co-worker expressing concern for Tyler. His son recently finished his 18th surgery at Children's.
I am amazed at how oblivious I was to the amount of pain, joy, faith, loss, and prayer that happens here every day. I do not know how you can experience it and come out unchanged.
It is a fathers responsibility to protect his children and keep them safe. I never doubted my ability to provide everything my wife and sons wanted without help from anyone one. Today I stare directly into the eyes of my son's cancer, the biggest battle of my life, and this battle I am powerless to win on my own.
I have been remembering the old testament story about Elijah looking for God. It says a hurricane wind ripped through the mountains and shattered the rocks, but God wasn't in the wind; after the wind came an earthquake, but God wasn't in the earthquake; and after the earthquake came fire, but God wasn't in the fire; and after the fire came a gentle and quiet whisper - and in the whisper was the voice of God. I never knew what that meant. I am not sure I do now. But I think there is something there worth learning.