Compromised by lymphoma, my own bone marrow has been replaced by someone else's. This whole experience has made me wonder about the marrow of my faith. What's solid? What's corrupt? Where are the signs of new life and growth?
Friday, November 16, 2012
a poem from a friend
Like all good poets, my friend Scott Neely listens with exquisite care. With gratitude for how closely he has listened to me in over a decade of friendship, I share the gift of this poem that he shared with me and my family.
Chris, this is beautiful: and thank you for what you've shared in the posts below, too. I know it's been a long time since I've seen you guys, but I recently got back on Facebook after a time away, and caught up with all you are going through. I'm lamenting, hurting, and praying with you from afar. I hope today might be one of the good days - and hope to catch up more soon. Grace and Peace, Jeremy Troxler
Chris, this is beautiful: and thank you for what you've shared in the posts below, too. I know it's been a long time since I've seen you guys, but I recently got back on Facebook after a time away, and caught up with all you are going through. I'm lamenting, hurting, and praying with you from afar. I hope today might be one of the good days - and hope to catch up more soon. Grace and Peace, Jeremy Troxler
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