My friend Joy suggested a countdown to mark the treatments,
so here we are at number 8 just finished today. The Chinese consider 8 a lucky
number because it sounds to them like the word fortune. But for me this 8 means
hope; it means the 8th day of Creation, i.e. the first day of the New Creation,
the Church, heaven, angels, and all the good stuff (Heb 11:22+ if you gotta
know).
And it's on a butterfly, something that God made, and which is as much a
natural symbol of New Life as you can get. AND, you know, when he made this,
THIS butterfly, he knew I would SEE it! It's even my colors. Or am I just a bit
loopy on these five meds I got today? That red stuff getting pumped in your arm?
That stuff’s gotta put hair on your chest. It’s certainly throwing its weight
around in other places.
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