The Great Physician

Today I learned that a very dear teacher friend's grandson has been diagnosed with leukemia.  It broke my heart.  I took care of this little boy's father when he was this same age.

Jeff and I experienced the same type of parent nightmare about twenty-two years ago.  We were in Whitewright visiting my parents from Oklahoma.  Sara had been sick for about two weeks.  She had been running a low grade fever for a while and I just couldn't seem to get her past the fever.  Luckily for us, Dr. Sisk in Bonham saw her without a second thought.  Jeff was actually at RA camp in Oklahoma.  I couldn't believe my ears when Dr. Sisk wanted to recommend sending her to Children's in Dallas as he thought he blood work looked like it might be leukemia.  Jeff came to pick me and we took our little sweet girl to Children's.  I still remember getting off the elevator on the oncology wing and almost losing all composure. Within two hours, Sara had blood drawn and the most intelligent doctor came in and told me that she had something I still cannot say or spell.  But one thing I knew--it wasn't leukemia.  Thank you God.  That was the scariest thing we ever had to go through with our girls.

Now the sweet little six year old and his parents and grandparents are going through this trial.  I know God is in control and is the great healer.  I'm praying now and hopefully each day to remember this little boy.  God heal Cale and give his parents and grandparents the peace of understanding.