During chemo I often wake up between 10 and 11 and mornings are really hard for me. So when Joy told me that her daughter’s (Hannah) baptism was at 9am at their church (about 40 minutes from my house) I knew it was next to impossible that I could go, regardless of how much I wanted to. In “normal” life you just push through and do what you want to do but not in “chemo” life; there’s no “pushing through” the fatigue and pain.
Due to my sleeping habits of late, when I woke up at 7:30am on Sunday I was shocked. I ran to take a shower, half expecting my body to crash and force me back into bed. But it didn’t and I made it to Hannah’s baptism! (I of course left right after the baptism to come home and rest but at least I made it).
Upon arriving at the church, I immediately began looking for Hannah, who is 5 years old. Obviously I had gone to be there for her big day. Yet the first thing she said to me was “How are you feeling?” Also I wanted to get her something for her baptism so I gave a verse of Scripture to be translated in her honor. (I love giving to Bible translation and I often give to the Ning people on oneverse.org to help the Bible be translated in their language.) I wasn’t sure if she’d understand the gift and I was even more unsure if she’d like it. But I did it anyway. Joy helped explain to her that the gift I’d given in her honor was helping a child in Africa have God’s Word. Hannah’s response: she said it was the best gift anyone had ever given to her. I love it when kids get the simplicity and significance of God. And it might not surprise you to learn that Hannah’s middle name is Faith.
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