It seems like these days so many people are suffering from the effects of cancer.  In my mind, cancer appears as a wispy finger of death, wrapping and coiling around its victims, choking them, drawing them away, causing them to convulse grotesquely in the throes of death.  Few and blessed are they that, with perfect calm and unshakable faith, lay silent in the clutches of cancer and appeal to their Savior, not for healing, but that His will only be done.  Such is the case of my 30-year-old uncle.  He has been fighting a battle with colon cancer for nearly two years, and had even been declared cancer-free by the time of his birthday last year.  Unfortunately the cancer came back.  Early this morning, my grandparents were awakened by the sound of their Irish Terrier, Drin, barking and barking.  At first they thought nothing of it, but the barks were sharp and annoying and they echoed off the empty walls and hardwood floors.  My grandpa got up and found the dog, who was standing in front of my uncle's bedroom door and still barking.  They found my uncle unconcious, lying the wrong way on his bed, and they called an ambulance.  Once at the hospital he regained conciousness and was able to talk to my dad and his parents a little before throwing up and having a seizure.  The doctors think that he passed out this morning due to a first seizure, which was sensed by the dog and set her off barking.  They did a scan and found 3cm swelling in his brain.  For now, he is resting in the hospital, and we'll be heading up there as soon as possible.  Please pray for God's will to be done, and for the comfort of my grandparents who are obviously scared, and for the peace of my uncle.  Conclusively, I can say with all certianty that I have never loved that yappy Irish Terrier dog more than I do now. 

Adam has a blog: http://itsnoth1n1.blogspot.com/  You can also follow him on CaringBridge, under 'Adam Bonner'.

I will join in that prayer.

Praying for your uncle, you and your family. 

judydee