Getting Older

Every time I get sick, it reminds me that the body that God gave me is like a car. It runs good when it's young. But it wears out when it gets older. And the older it gets, the more you have to take it in for repairs.

I've had a sore chest for four months. After an EKG and a chest Xray (which were clear), I had an endoscopy, where they take a flexible tube with a camera, and they look down your throat all the way to your small intestine.

The doctor found moderate inflammation by the gastro-esophageal junction. They tested for cancer. Last weekend was one of the longest weekends of my life. But one thing that made me feel OK while I was waiting was knowing that I was living my life with no regrets. I spend time with Him every day in scripture and in prayer. I'm doing the work He's calling me to do. And I know that whether I live or die, I belong to the Lord (Romans 14:8).

The biopsy came back yesterday. I have a hiatal hernia with chronic esophagitis. But no cancer! I'm so happy! Not that I have esophagitis, but that I am cancer free! Thank you God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ!

And so now, I'm going to celebrate with a big juicy double cheeseburger and a large coca cola with steak fries. Just kidding. It's probably going to be leftovers. I'll pig out Friday night!