Sunday, December 21, 2014

A quick thought

Sunday is my day to contemplate. This can be a dangerous thing when I consider my condition. Today I earnestly tried to think about anything else. I thought about Christmas. Christmases of years past and Christmases of the future. I love Christmas, I think I always have. I remember as a child wanting the Rock-em Sock-em Robots. Oh how I loved those robots and the hours of fun they promised to provide. But I am no longer a child, so childish things must be stowed away.

So what do I want now? I have sat here on this gloomy afternoon, riding my favorite chair, watching the Dallas Cowboys kick butt. But the enthusiasm of a life long fan was lacking. Because dancing before my eyes were the thoughts of more doctors, more tests, more treatments. I can look at my body and see the changes that are happening. I can feel them inside my gut, they are there as a constant reminder. Are these changes coincidence or is the cancer setting a course of destruction?

Don't let my thoughts bring you down, I am determined not to let them do so to me. I wish I could simply swipe them away but I can't. But their mere presence is not fatal and I know that. So I buttress these unwanted thoughts with happy thoughts of Christmas.

So what do I want now?

Listen...please.

If you don't know Jesus Christ as your Savior...you need to.
If you do know Jesus Christ as your Savior...then you need to tell someone about Him soon.
I never did get those robots for Christmas, you can make this one different.

Rock em, sock em. Merry Christmas.

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