This post was originally published on August 17, 2012.
Today I have faced sadness, hope, triumph, and the gentle touch of God.
I drove a friend and mentor to his radiation treatments this afternoon. It was my honor and privilege to do so. I have been inspired by Sandy Steward and his walk in the faith. This is his third time in the ballgame of cancer and he’s refusing to strike out.
As we pulled into the parking lot of the treatment center a familiar feeling washed over me. I stepped into the waiting room and flashbacks filled my mind. Two chairs from where Sandy and I sat was the same place I sat with my father over a year ago. I remember staring at my “pop” as we waited for his name to be called for the first treatment. His leg was shaking 90 miles/hr. He was scared to death. So was I. Both of us were too prideful to admit it.
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