The Musings Of A Lump Of Clay

I was reminded today of another place in time.  A time about 6 years ago when my dad left home a misguided soul searching for what he thought would make him happy.  My moher and I were not doing so well, and were in search of anything that would lighten our moods.  On a particularly grey day, the rain was pouring, and we decided to wash the car—-in the rain.  However odd it sounds, it actually works, seeing as you do not have to rinse or dry.  We subsequently spent probably the funnest time ever laughing and throwing suds and water for all the street to see. 

Sometimes the Lord allows us ot go through hard times that will make us stronger. While it seems so hard, He still allows beauty in the shadows.

Oh…and dad came back  =D

So, today I was thinking about what I should post about.  I was  wondering how many people have been affected by breast cancer.  My mom was diagnosed May 1, 2006, and was recently declared cancer free.  This after five months of chemotherapy, a mastectomy and some reconstruction.  I cannot even begin to describe the pain and hardship we went through.  However, we came out stronger and more resilient.  The horrors my family experienced will never go away, but we got through it as survivors.

The scary thing is insurance companies.  My mother recently got something in the mail saying that insurance companies are making it harder for patients to get the drugs that they need to treat cancer.  They will only cover certain drugs, drugs that may be someone’s last hope. 

As a person who almost lost a loved one to cancer…I think we need to do anything we can to fight against people who care only about money instead of saving the lives of people who are loved.  What exactly that is, I do not know, but let’s do SOMETHING.

Forever His Clay ><>

Tonight marks the first night that I am officially a blogger.  Though I fear that I may be the only one to read this blog, I feel a sense of importance…and hopes that my thoughts, as they wiz around my brain with find heir way through my fingers into words and complete thoughts.  I feel like I have so much to say, but can never say it because I cannot connect the many thoughts in my head.  So, this, folks, it my attempt. 

Perhaps this blog will transform my mind and I will become an author, poet or songwriter.  Maybe, just maybe God can use my words to inspire someone else in a minute way, making any time spent blogging totally and fulfillingly worthwhile.

So…with this new outlook on my time spent online, I bid thee goodnight and a shortlived farewell as I suspect I will return soon, words in head and keys under hand.

Goodnight.

Your Siser In Christ,

Forever His Clay ><>

Jeremiah 29:11