Tomorrow my cousin is having surgery to remove a tumor from one of his lungs; in hopes that it will sustain his life. He has been battling cancer of the rarest form for the past few years, and his doctors recently told him that there was nothing else that they could do. So he asked one doctor to try and perform a seemingly "miracle" surgery to try to remove one of his tumors, so he can have the chance to live a longer life. My cousin says, "I'd rather die on the operating table fighting than to keep living like this suffering....."
So, it's less than 24 hours until his operation and it's beginning to set in to me the magnitude of what's about to happen, and what's at stake for him. And it breaks my heart.
I cannot imagine sitting there knowing that i am about to undergo a surgery tomorrow that may determine my life. The doctors told him that he may not even survive the surgery, but he still wants to try. And i just cant fathom how he feels.
We take for granted the sunrise, ya know. Something so simple that symbolizes the start of a new day. How would you feel if you didnt know if you'd get to see that again?
I was riding around in the car today, and i looked around at the world around me, and i just thought to myself, wow, what if i knew that every day i was dying, and i wanted to live, but the odds are, i wont?
To look at the faces of everyone i love and hope that i can at least go to heaven to see them again if i dont get to see them tomorrow....
I just hurt for him so bad.
So,
i pray for you, God to grant him the miracle of a Sunrise, please just give in the joy of better and brighter days. I would give everything i have just for the chance that he could live a better life. It takes so much courage God, to willingly want to undergo an operation that he may never wake up from, but he wants to try, so that he can live a better life if he can pull through. Its such a marvelous exemplification and example of faith. Someone who truly puts their life in the father's hands.
So you see God, He loves and trust you probably more than me. He deserves all the joys and riches and opportunities that i have Lord. He deserves the happinesses that i have Lord. If i thought for a second that i could trade my life of happiness for one of pain, so he could experience a life free from suffering, i would. And i know you have a lot of things to take care of, and you yourself can understand how i feel for you watched your own son suffer too. But i was just hoping that you could grant him this miracle gift, for me, and on my behalf. They say there's no cure in sight, so i ask for a miracle, that's a medicine he hasn't tried yet, and one only you can prescribe.
And i just want you to know Lord that i admit in this that i'm a little selfish, for i'd love to get to have him here with me a little while longer, at least for his sister, mother, father, and nephew's sake, they need him more than i do. And my selfishness isn't naive to the fact that i know your will will be done, and i trust that. I understand that he' s a wonderful guy so you may have greater plans for him, those of which i am unaware of. So if you choose to have him keep your company, i just pray for strength for all of us who would miss him, and allow us to live a faith driven life like he's doing now, so we can see him again....
Amen
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
Allow Me to Introduce Myself
Hello, my name is Ashley Alston. I'm 19 years old, and I live an average like, just like everyone else. I haven't done anything spectacular, not really my style to brag if i had, and I dont have some pitty sympathy desired story to tell.... h0wever I do have something to say. I dont know why but I was born with the urge to express myself, after I do some listening to the one above.
I used to pride myself on being different, anytime I'd meet a new group of people and they'd ask me to name something unique about myself, I'd have so many answers: I'm Mixed, the way I think about things, my mind, my heart, the way i carry myself....etc. I'd always get so mad when someone would tell me I looked like someone else, or I reminded them of someone else, because I just knew that I was different.
...............Needless to say, I dont realy feel that way anymore. After some serious consideration on my life, and its purpose, and daily practicing the art of empathy, I realized that I am just like everyone else, in more ways than I would like to admit in terms of things we all go through and emotions we all feel from time to time, and we are all basically the same biologically..... so I am nothing more than a reflection of you. I am a relection of my experiences and those I have met along this path I travel called my life. I have to give credit to everyone in my life now, and those in my past, for whether the experiences and memoires created were good or bad, they contributed and helped me become who I am. And the ultimate glory and credit goes to God, for creating me and anyone in my life and everything that has happened, for it was all for a reason...
And we all can relate to that.
I used to pride myself on being different, anytime I'd meet a new group of people and they'd ask me to name something unique about myself, I'd have so many answers: I'm Mixed, the way I think about things, my mind, my heart, the way i carry myself....etc. I'd always get so mad when someone would tell me I looked like someone else, or I reminded them of someone else, because I just knew that I was different.
...............Needless to say, I dont realy feel that way anymore. After some serious consideration on my life, and its purpose, and daily practicing the art of empathy, I realized that I am just like everyone else, in more ways than I would like to admit in terms of things we all go through and emotions we all feel from time to time, and we are all basically the same biologically..... so I am nothing more than a reflection of you. I am a relection of my experiences and those I have met along this path I travel called my life. I have to give credit to everyone in my life now, and those in my past, for whether the experiences and memoires created were good or bad, they contributed and helped me become who I am. And the ultimate glory and credit goes to God, for creating me and anyone in my life and everything that has happened, for it was all for a reason...
And we all can relate to that.
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