Miracles in Front of Us.

This is my dad.

Nine months ago he was diagnosed with an advanced, rare cancer.
Eight months ago he started chemotherapy every other Tuesday.
Five months ago he had a CT scan that showed the chemo was not working and his doctor told him, "There's nothing else I can do for you."
Five months ago we learned about Dr. Lambert.
Four months ago we prayed that he would survive long enough to meet with her and see what, if anything, she could do.
Four months ago he went into the hospital to have surgery.
Four months ago he was carried on a vast Ocean of Prayer- bigger and more powerful than anyone could have imagined- through the surgery with no complications.
Three months ago he came home from the hospital, better than our wildest dreams.
Three months ago my brother called and suggested we all go on a dream vacation together to celebrate.
Two months ago my dad was well enough to return to his part time job.

This is my dad, a few weeks ago, standing poolside in Miami and watching his six grandchildren have the time of their lives.  It is one of my favorite pictures of our whole vacation.  It is hope, it is survival, it is prayer, it is power, it is faith, it is love, it is perfect.

God has been so very, very good to us.