My Dad

How do you even begin a post like this.....I don't know.  How do I say it or type it without it becoming permanently documented and therefore true?  I wish I could just ignore it.  I wish it weren't true.  I love my dad too much for this.
  

 
My dad has cancer.  That hurts so much to even type.  I want it to go away.  I want to rewind to yesterday when it wasn't confirmed.  I want to hop on a plane and be with him.  I want to take the ugly facts away.

While I still very much feel like having a pity party, and weep at just the thought of it all, I know that God would want me to focus on Him and look at the many things we have to be thankful for.

It has been caught very early.  It is not causing any problems at this time. They have excellent healthcare and facilities in Japan.  There is treatment available.  For all of this I am thankful.

There is an amazing number of friends and family that love my parents and will lift them up to our Father.  There is an amazing number of friends and family that have already expressed their love for me and my family.  I am humbled, and so deeply grateful.

I am so grateful for the Christian upbringing that I had and for Godly parents that showed me The Way.

God is good.  All the time.  No matter what.  I will praise Him regardless.  He is our refuge.

Yes, God is good.  All the time.  He is our strength in times of need; our shelter from the storm.

I will continue to lift up my eyes to the hills -- My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth.

I love you Dad, with all of my heart.