Our TV Is Back On ESPN

When we moved into our home in 1987 the local cable company offered to hook us up for free. With three boys, their offer of four sports channel made it an easy decision! Since the boys grew
into adult life, we seldom watch ESPN type channels. Thus it struck me this morning that the TV has been on ESPN almost continually since Saturday (with the exception of the Disney Channel and Nog/n when the smaller grandkids are in front of it).

That’s because our boys are back home.

All three with their families are here for the week. What a treat! They seemed to think that since I have become a cancer patient it would be a good idea. Whatever the motivation, I agree! Since becoming grandparents, Cynthia and I have often said that we should have skipped kids and gone straight to grandkids. They are everything you’ve ever heard they are. For sure they are God’s reward for not killing your own kids along the way!

We had family feasts on both Monday and Tuesday—Tuesday was a Jody’s home in Yorkville. Cynthia made her “to-kill-for” oyster dressing and we have been busy trying to pack a year into one week.

Rick is teaching for me tonight at Shorewood. I went to the doctor this morning only to discover that I now have shingles. I broke out with skin eruptions last Thursday and they are spreading over my back. Just something else to “enjoy” along the journey.

Frankly, cancer doesn’t seem such a frightening word with ESPN back on our TV. Sure, I still have a bit of hesitancy when I speak the word out loud. But I’m discovering that cancer is really weak. It can’t break love. It has only made stronger, more vibrant the love of my wife and my children and my grandchildren and my friends—and more real than ever the love of God in Christ Jesus my Lord.

Maranatha!