Day Twenty-Four: Sunday, December 08, 2019
My wife and I were blessed by a visit from two lovely couples. And we were able to witness firsthand, the very providence that some will simply dismiss as coincidence.
But first, a little backstory:
Several times this past year our family had visited a church in the town to the east of where we live. After service we would chat with a few different people (out of the several hundred in weekly attendance), but there were two couples in particular that we tended to speak with regularly.
Now fast forward to December 08, 2019. These same two couples came to our home to be with us in our grief. We all sat in the living room and conversed about what was happening with Kohen. Then the amazing happened: we discovered each couple had their own cancer histories.
One couple, we discovered, has a son who suffered through leukemia about ten years earlier as a teen. Their son now works as a nurse in that same childhood cancer ward and that is where Kohen will be receiving his chemo treatment. So their son will be helping our son.
Wow, what a “coincidence,” right?
The second couple, we learned, had a twenty-year-old daughter who–also about ten years ago–suffered from cancer. She had Osteosarcoma in her upper leg . . . the exact same cancer in the exact same spot as Kohen.
Sadly, their precious daughter did not survive.
What makes this all so amazing is that out of a church of hundreds of people, the two couples we met and conversed with on each occasion we visited, just so happened to have past cancer stories that wove intrinsically into our current cancer story, and Courtney and I knew nothing about their histories until this visit.
Additionally, the fact that these two couples came to encourage us, and even brought encouragement and financial support from other members of the church that we don’t know and have never met (and all of this in spite of not even being members at their church) was a beautiful and merciful act of kindness of the caliber of James 1:27.
This visit was encouraging and helpful. Courtney and I have personally talked with many people about Kohen and his situation, but none who have suffered with experiences so closely related to ours. It was just what we needed.
After the visit, I pondered what our family’s future will look like because Courtney and I were exposed to two potential outcomes: one good, where a twelve-year-old boy beat cancer and is now working in the very same facility where he beat that cancer; and the other story where the end was the most devastating a parent could experience.
Perhaps Courtney and I are being encouraged for one potential outcome . . . or maybe we’re being prepared for the other. Either way it is not ours to know now, nor to worry about, but we are to trust the One who is sovereign over all things, including cancer.