Battles

A friend suggested I read Psalm 18 and I read it to Sam last night (here’s a portion)

"I love you, Lord; you are my strength.
The Lord is my rock, my fortress, and my savior;
my God is my rock, in whom I find protection.
He is my shield, the power that saves me,
and my place of safety.
I called on the Lord, who is worthy of praise,
and he saved me from my enemies.
The ropes of death entangled me;
floods of destruction swept over me.
The grave wrapped its ropes around me;
death laid a trap in my path.
But in my distress I cried out to the Lord;
yes, I prayed to my God for help.
He heard me from his sanctuary;
my cry to him reached his ears."

I tend to think of the Sam’s cancer as an enemy. His body is under siege and he is in a battle for his life. This enemy wants to take over and while Sam may lose a few of the skirmishes (nausea and pain, etc.), I believe he will win the WAR. Sam believes God is his rock; hears his cries and will save him from this enemy.

The battles are different for me, it's challenging to stay balanced. Priorities. Expectations. Focus. I have to remind myself to focus on one day at a time and work on just sorting out what's really important (which is caring for Sam) and on keeping a positive mental outlook. The rest will take care of itself.