I was being summoned to the throne room of God. It was time to pray.
I prayed for a young father I have met only once or twice, but who is related to some very special friends of mine. He has been fighting cancer for a couple of years now. I prayed for his comfort and ultimate healing. I prayed for his wife and children. I prayed for the loved ones that have been such a great support to them and who expend a great deal of injury in prayer themselves concerning this situation.
I prayed for a friend who is the father of another friend of mine. He is in the midst of a battle with pancreatic cancer. I prayed for his comfort and ultimate healing. I prayed for his wife, children, and grandchildren as well as his extended family. I prayed for the loved ones, friends, and acquaintances that have been such a great support during this battle.
I prayed for a close relative mine. He is a relatively young man who is also fighting pancreatic cancer and the effects of the medicine they give him to fight the battle. His struggle is taking place in a city far from home and family. I fear that he is becoming weary of the good-news, bad-news reports he receives from the doctors. I prayed for his comfort and ultimate healing. I prayed that he might keep a positive attitude through the seemingly endless extended treatments he now faces. I prayed for his wife, children, grandchildren, and his extended family. I prayed for his loved ones that have been struggling so bravely to cope with the situation and who have been such a great support to him during this time.
I spent the rest of the morning praying for a cure to cancer.
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I'll be praying too. Cancer is a scary, scary disease. No one is immune from it, young, old, men, women, rich, poor. It just doesn't matter. Bob- I'm praying for your family and for you.
I've been "summoned to the throne room" in the middle of the night. But, for a totally different reason.