Day at the Dr.'s . . .

I woke up this morning and decided I was going to go to New Orleans to visit my parents and my aunt for the day. I called my mom to tell her and she informed me that her Dr. had called and wanted her to come in for her first chemo treatment at 12:30 pm. Weeks earlier I had told moma that I was going to be right there with her at the first treatment if at all possible - and this one worked out perfectly - thanks be to God. I got there with some minutes to spare and we finished about 5 pm. He has a way of working things out. She had no bad reaction to any of the meds given and said it was really fairly easy. The nurse had to stick her twice - the first vein looked good but it "blew" as they say. We are so thankful.
I have noticed that when I do the Chelation, the next day or two it is hard to get up in the morning and that I feel fatigued during the day. It is supposed to be cleaning out the toxins, etc. and I have read that some people do experience mild to moderate side effects as a result of this "stuff" leaving the system.
On the way home the traffic came to almost a complete stand still a few miles before LaPlace along the bridge - then I could see what the hold was - the marsh was on fire just on the other side of the train tracks. I had never seen this before, and nor had my fellow travellers apparently by the way they were going 5 mph to "rubberneck". Things picked up after I passed up the fire.
I have been having some interesting thoughts about physical pain - the why's and how comes. I know that many books and even seminars have been produced to explain the concept and reasons for pain and human suffering. I have come to the realization (once again) that I am not my body. (This may be more philosophical than biblical truth). I live in the body temporarily. I am just renting it or leasing it from God. It is (in part) His gift to me and what I do with it is my gift back to Him. Suffering of all kinds reminds us once again that we are just passing through, "sojourners in space and time, knowing this is not our home". This causes us to look up - or it should - to God who is the giver of Life. So much more could be said about it. Life has enough pain and suffering without us piling it on in the way we treat each other.
We need more answers, we don't need any more people to cause problems, is what I tell my kids. I tell them that they are the future and that somewhere some little kid grew up and figured out how to prevent polio with a simple shot. Who would have figured? Some kid decided to become a surgeon and eventually performed surgery on me - earlier this year - and played a big part in saving my life. And 2,000 years ago, Jesus was born and raised and followed the will of the Father and as a result we have healing, salvation, freedom from death, hell and the grave as a result. Jesus brought the answer. Himself.
Now that is a great seg-way into the Christmas season. Have you done all of your shopping? I'm not telling. I just want to get the right thing but not over do it and forget what it is all about.
The Hosanna ladies won tonight. 30 to 20.
It has been a long day. Time to get horizontal.
God bless.
1 John 1:4-7
4 We write this to make our joy complete.
5 This is the message we have heard from him and declare to you:
God is light; in him there is no darkness at all.
6 If we claim to have fellowship with him yet walk in the darkness,
we lie and do not live by the truth. 7 But if we walk in the light,
as he is in the light, we have fellowship with one another,
and the blood of Jesus, his Son, purifies us from all sin.

George