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Tuesday, April 26, 2005 6:45 PM CDT

Met with Dr. Sacks. After much research and even more prayer the CPT-11 & Avastin will begin tomorrow. It's a 4-5 hour infusion process.

Please, please pray.

Pray that this treatment will work, that it will halt the growth of the tumor, destroy the cancerous cells, and spare the healthy cells. Pray that Dave will feel good and remain strong and that his blood counts remain steady. This combo should have fairly minimal side effects. Pray that our insurance will agree to cover the $4000 per week it will cost. While you're at it, we could also use a good vein :-) !

Thank you for your diligence, your dedication, your love. We see the love of our Savior shining in your faces, working through your hands and your prayers. Our God is an amazing God. "Even when my hands are heavy, I will lift them up to You!" We lift our hands, our voices and sing His praise. His grace is sufficient, He is our haven, our hiding place. Tonight we rest, tonight we pray. Tomorrow we fight.



A Cherokee elder was teaching his grandchildren about life.

He said to them, "A fight is going on inside me...it is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves."

"One wolf represents fear, anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego."

"The other stands for joy, peace, love, hope, sharing, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, friendship, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith."

"This same fight is going on inside you, and inside every other person, too."

The children thought about it for a minute, and then one child asked "Which
wolf will win, grandfather?"

The old Cherokee simply replied.... "The one you feed."

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