Hair. What hair?

It’s been a month since the doctor visit where we knew something was wrong, since God turned our lives in a direction we never would have anticipated. The initial shock has dissipated, and we are now learning what life is like caring for a loved one with cancer. This week Markus has been receiving two chemo treatments per day for five days straight. We thank God that some of the more serious side effects have not materialized. For the most part he is very tired, and extremely nauseous, although even for that the nurses have managed to find numerous medications to counter the nausea. If all goes well, we will be able to go home tomorrow (Saturday) afternoon.

God is teaching us how to embrace suffering and one way we are learning that is by being on the receiving end of help. This isn’t easy for us as our family loves to help others; living selflessly is something we try to be intentional about. But God is good, and we are learning this. We are incredibly thankful for the ongoing generosity!

Markus’ older brother Micah had a birthday this past Tuesday. We drove to the hospital to see Jennifer (for a “parking lot” visit). Micah was really hoping he could see Markus too but because he was still hooked up to his medicines the doctor said it wouldn’t work. But when we walked down to the hospital entrance to meet Jennifer, there was Markus too! Praise God he could wish his brother a happy birthday in person!  

As indicated in the title, this is the week Markus’ hair really started coming out. When it got to the point of falling into his supper, he and Jennifer decided the time had come. Not to be outdone, as soon as Markus’ buddies heard, they planned a night to do the same. Pretty impressed with these guys. As parents it’s so heart-warming to witness the support they have for each other as they walk this unlikely road with their buddy.

Many people let us know they are praying for us. We so appreciate this. In the coming week please pray that Markus can have good and restful week at home. Please also pray that God continues to keep us close to him, that the troubles we face become opportunities to experience the many ways that God is our strength.

"I love you, O LORD, my strength. The LORD is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer, my God, my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield, and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.” (Psalm 18:1-2)

Weekends with the sisters!
Hair. No hair.
Thankful for a short in-person visit on Micah's birthday!