CANCER

I just found out this afternoon that my dad has been diagnosed with cancer. I was volunteering in reception as my church today and my dad phoned me asking for one of the pastors the church counsellor was in the foyer and so I gave my phone to him. My dad got him to break the news to me. I started crying straight away. The counsellor, Graham chatted with me after he told me that my dad has cancer. I just had to found something positive in all of it. The best I came up with was if he needed to stay in the spare room that it would have clean sheets as I'd washed them just two days ago. Also that my job as a support worker will enable me to take care of dad if need be. At the moment my dad in the hospital since last night. His cancer is on his esophagus and its progressive. As this type of cancer is not obvious in general tests. At the moment the local doctors are contacting regional doctors to come up with an action plan and which regional location will best suit his situation. I can't seem to able to pray with crying and I hate that cause if I start crying I'm afriad I won't be able to stop. My dad asked me to pray for him and I'd only just gotten my tears under control and so my dad starts praying for me while i'm crying my eyes out. When I got home this afternoon I phoned long distance to the local flourist which is situated opposite the hospital. I arranged to have medium brown bear to be delivered to my dad with a note starting "To Daddy, Just beginning to fight. Love Scraproni" My brother phoned me and said thanks for the bear and that mom loved it and my dad has named him "Fighter". My dad is not a quitter and is a strong Christian man! He will fight this cancer with faith, prayer and a strong Queenslander stance. With God on our side who can be against us! Amen