Monday, November 5, 2012

Let Us Be Thankful (part 2)

"The best gift of the Gospel is seeing and savoring the supremacy of Jesus Himself." [John Piper]


It is no surprise that one of the big things I am grateful for is Christ. He is the one who willingly obeyed His father to be sent to a fallen, sinful world to die a brutal, violent, death on a wooden cross on a hill called Calvary for all of the sins of the world. Because He became our substitutionary sacrifice we have access to approach God with no condemnation for our sins. Because of Christ, God has adopted us as Christians into His kingdom and allows us to call Him 'Father'. It is because of Christ that I am alive. It is because of Christ that I am healed. It is because of Christ that we don't have to worry or be anxious, because He is supreme over all of creation. He is supreme over sports. He is supreme over all animals, plants, and living beings. He is supreme over diseases and cancer. He is supreme over weather related things such as hurricanes and earthquakes. He is supreme even over media, news, government and presidential elections.

I can not do justice in describing the supremacy of Christ. That is why I am also thankful for my scholarly friends like John Piper who give us mind-blowing descriptions of how Jesus Christ is the Supreme Ruler over ALL things. Although this video is almost 19 minutes long, you will not regret listening to the entire thing. Why? Because THIS ... is our God.

"There is not one square inch of the entire creation about which Jesus Christ does not cry out, 'This is mine! This belongs to me!'" [Abraham Kuyper]






Saturday, November 3, 2012

Let Us Be Thankful (part 1)

Well, it is officially November - unofficially, officially the month of thanks. I know that there are many things that I am thankful for: God, my family, food, friends, my church, freedom, food, seasons, fire (no I am not a pyro), mountains, chocolate, food, etc. (I’m sensing a pattern here with my love and thankfulness for food...) There are not enough hours in the day for me to get everything I need to get done and write a blog post each day for something I am thankful for. So I will try to summarize a few of the big things that I am grateful for. So let us begin!

During my senior year of high school I always wanted to be a part of the group of young singles in my church who did administrative tasks to serve the youth ministry - commonly known as the Youth Admin Team. Many of my close friends were on this team and since I was spending my first two years at the nearby community college, staying close to home, and also wanted to serve in some capacity within the church I thought this would be a good place to start.

worthy youth retreat || august 2008

worthy youth retreat || august 2008

junior/senior banquet || april 2009

These people have become like family. They are some of the most self-less serving people I know. Their love for God and passion to serve the youth ministry and spread the glorious truth of the gospel to them is amazing. I have been so blessed to have the opportunity to be a part of this team of people. We love to serve together at different events through out the year and we also have a LOT of fun doing it. If you were a third-party looking into the life of the admin team you would notice a few things: 

1) We love to serve - really...we do!

worthy youth retreat || august 2012


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worthy youth retreat || august 2012

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worthy youth retreat || august 2012
2) Sometimes we don't get much sleep during big events and become crazy

worthy youth retreat || august 2012

belly bumpers || worthy youth retreat || august 2012

belly bumpers || worthy youth retreat || august 2012

worthy youth retreat || august 2012

worthy youth retreat || august 2012

worthy youth retreat || august 2012

worthy youth retreat || august 2012

worthy youth retreat || august 2012

3) We love chipotle, smoothie king, and starbucks - but we certainly couldn't do anything without our fearless leader


the one and only Dave Brewer
As much as we laugh and make jokes and serve together, we are truly one big happy family. I know that I could count on any of these people to help me, to pray for me, and to encourage me. I am amazed and blessed each day that I get to serve along side them as we proclaim the Gospel of Christ to the youth of Covenant Life Church. I am so grateful for each and every one of them.



worthy youth retreat || august 2012

WE ARE TEAM ADMIN

Wednesday, October 31, 2012

7 months later...

"O Lord my God, I cried to you for help, and you have healed me." [psalm30:2]

Well, I knew that once I started to get busier with life I would forget about this thing and keeping people updated (especially for those of you who don't have facebook). I apologize and will try to do a better job of doing blog posts (even if some of them are simple and crazy).

So folks, it is officially over. [cue the angels in heaven singing praise]

On October 15th I had my last PET scan. It was a very long day due to the actual PET scan procedure lasting 2 hours. After about 16 hours of not eating anything (I couldn't eat anything after midnight the night before) let me tell you, I have never been more happy to see food and eat food in my whole life. I am pretty sure I scarfed down my delicious Cracker Barrel lunch in 15 minutes.

Last week (October 22nd), we had a meeting with my doctor who told us that I am now in "complete remission." All my vitals were good, my blood counts are getting super high, and my weight... well, let's just say that I have become one of those women who celebrate gaining weight. My next doctors visit is 3 months from now - January 25th. I can't even begin to tell you how excited I am to not be going to Hopkins every. single. day.

Since then, I seriously have not been able to stop eating, or thinking about food. I've turned in to one of those people who sees a food commercial on tv and immediately starts to crave it. I am and advertisers best friend. Every few hours my stomach starts to tell my brain that it is hungry again. And after eating a good portion of food I am still hungry for more. I have become a bottomless pit that just keeps eating. Seriously, I don't know who I am anymore. I swear that come January I will weigh 250 pounds, be in a wheelchair, and my doctor will ask me what is wrong with me. I will proudly tell her that there is nothing wrong but I just couldn't stop eating and need a new diet plan.

So now what? Well, I have been still regaining energy to do things, but I have tried to keep myself busy. I have finally reorganized my room for the most part (yeah, I mean it only took 7 months...), I have gone back part time to work with my awesome cousins, in the spring I will be going back to school and taking classes which I am super excited about (yes I am weird and actually enjoy school), I have been volunteering in different ministries at my church, and I have taken (and will continue to take) several weekend trips in celebration of my end of treatments. Honestly, you can never celebrate enough. My theory is that since I was in treatment for 6 months I should celebrate for 6 months. And then by that time comes around it will be a year since I had treatment and I'll have to start the celebrations all over again. I mean, c'mon. For all that I've been through it only seems fair, right?

God has been so good. I can't begin to describe my gratefulness for His love to me and my family, and the grace and mercy He has given us each day as we have walked through this trial. Even though it hasn't always been easy, He has proven Himself faithful and good.

"If we are faithless, He remains faithful - for He cannot deny Himself." [2 timothy 2:13]

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Dear Mr. Hodgkins (part 3)


"We do not know what to do, but our eyes are on you...” [2 Chronicles 20:12]

Well, here are the final thoughts from this adventure. I am sure there are many more things I could say, this is just a snippet of the undeserved blessing of suffering.

During our daily journeys we walk and will come across unexpected other paths. They may be happy things such as a job opportunity, graduating college (because we all know that is a happy moment in the life of a young adult), getting married - you name it! However, there are many things that come into our lives that we wish we wouldn’t have to experience - sickness, death, suffering, trials. When you are walking through unimaginable trials it is hard to find even a little bit of good in the midst of all the bad. Trust me. This is one of the biggest things I have struggled with during this time. 

1. Remind yourself of truth

As a Christian, I have grown up with all of the “Christian-ese” truths. ‘God is always good.’ ‘God will never leave you or forsake you.’ ‘God is faithful.” But deep down in your heart when everything around you seems dark you fight to believe this truth, this amazing promise from God. How are you suppose to hope in God when you are suffering? Let me tell you, it’s not easy.

  • "So we do not lose heart. Though our outer self is wasting away, our inner self is being renewed day by day. For this light momentary affliction is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison, as we look not to the things that are seen but to the things that are unseen. For the things that are seen are transient, but the things that are unseen are eternal." [2 Corinthians 4:16-18]


How is my “light momentary affliction” preparing me for an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison? Why should I not lose heart? Answer: because this world is not my home. Although it is hard to believe in times of trial, any type of suffering is slowly conforming you to the image of Christ.

  • "And I will lead the blind in a way that they do not know, in paths that they have not known I will guide them. I will turn the darkness before them into light, the rough places into level ground. These are the things I do, and I do not forsake them." [Isaiah 42:16]


This passage of scripture has been particularly encouraging to me during this time. God promises us, the “blind”, that He will lead us in ways we do not know. He will guide us on paths that we have not known. I have see God keep this promise. There are no words to describe the “blind-ness” we as a family faced those first few days after receiving the diagnosis. But God guided us. 

He allowed us to miraculously get an appointment at Johns Hopkins; He provided a way to get oxygen delivered to the house at the last minute; He gave us connections to speed up the process of medicaid and social security. He turned my darkness into light. When I was sick, in pain, and believed lies thinking there was no point in living in pain. These rough places HE made level ground. Only He has done these things. Only He will never forsake me.

2. Thank God

This journey has reminded me of Job, a man from the Bible who was blameless and one who feared God. He had 10 children, lots of animals, many servants and turned away from evil. In the first chapter of Job, Satan approaches the Lord saying that he has been “going to and fro on the earth, and walking up and down on it.” Then the Lord says the following, “Have you considered my servant Job ... Behold, all that he has is in your hand. Only against him do not stretch out your hand.”

In 7 verses Satan takes away all of Job’s property, animals, and children. What? Why would God allow this to happen? Just like Job, I experienced some “taking away” myself. God allowed me to get sick, He put me in this trial, He made me take a medical withdrawal from school when I was only a few semesters away from finishing my undergraduate degree. This is not the plan I had for myself. I should be angry with God that He gave me this trial. That was my response in the difficult times during this trial. After hearing that all of Job’s property and children were taken from him this was his response:

“Then Job arose and tore his robe and shaved his head and fell on the ground and worshiped.”

He did what?! Yes, Job fell on the ground and worshiped God. He continues by saying the following, “The Lord gave, and the Lord has taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord.” Most of us can say that this is certainly not the first response we have when faced with a trial - probably because we are sinners living in a fallen world. [surprise!] 

God has given us so much in this life: salvation, family & friends, being able to live in America, and so much more than we deserve. Why are we so quick to accuse God of trials in our lives when we should be more like Job. “In all this Job did not sin or charge God with wrong.” He did not know why he lost everything, I don’t know why I got sick, and although it will be frustrating at times we know that somehow God has a plan.

3. Historical Scholars and Acquaintances

Pretty much a self-explanatory point. There are so many scripture verses and quotes from godly Christians on the topic of suffering. Here is a compile of a select few which I have been encouraged with the past 6 months.

  • "Never shall you come into such a position that Christ cannot aid you. No pinch shall ever arrive in your spiritual affairs in which Jesus Christ shall not be equal to the emergency, for your history has all been foreknown and provided for in Jesus." [Charles Spurgeon]

  • “God is completely sovereign. God is infinite in wisdom. God is perfect in love. God in His love always wills what is best for us. In His wisdom He always knows what is best, and in His sovereignty He has the power to bring it about.” [Jerry Bridges]

  • "The same God who directs the earth in its orbit, who feeds the burning furnace of the sun, and trims the lamps of heaven has promised to supply you with daily strength. While He is able to uphold the universe, do not dream that He will prove unable to fulfill His own promises...Will He who created the world grow weary? He hangs the world upon nothing; will He who does this be unable to support His children? Will He be unfaithful to His word for lack of power?" [CH Spurgeon]

  • "For thus says the Lord: Just as I have brought all this great disaster upon this people, so I will bring upon them all the good that I promise them." [Jeremiah 32:42]

  • "O child of suffering, be patient; God has not passed over you in His providence. He who is the feeder of sparrows will also furnish you with what you need. Do not sit in despair; hope on, hope ever. Take up the arms of faith against a sea of trouble, and your opposition shall yet end your distresses. There is One who cares for you. His eye is fixed on you, His heart beats with pity for your woe, and His omnipotent hand shall bring you the needed help. The darkest cloud shall scatter itself in showers of mercy. The blackest gloom shall give place to the morning. He, if you are one of His family, will bind up your wounds and heal your broken heart. Do not doubt His grace because of your tribulation, but believe that He loves you as much in seasons of trouble as in times of happiness ... If God cares for you, why do you need to care too? Can you trust Him for your soul and not for your body? He has never refused to bear your burdens; He has never fainted under their weight. Come, then, soul! Say good-bye to anxiety and leave all your concerns in the hand of a gracious God." [Charles Spurgeon]

  • "If there is a great trial in your life today, do not own it as a defeat, but continue, by faith, to claim the victory through Him who is able to make you more than conqueror, and a glorious victory will soon be apparent. Let us learn that in all the hard places God brings us into, He is making opportunities for us to exercise such faith in Him as will bring about blessed results and greatly glorify His name." [Streams in the Desert]

  • “God is too good to be unkind and he is too wise to be mistaken. And when we cannot trace his hand, we must trust his heart.” [Charles Spurgeon]


So can you tell I like Charles Spurgeon? Trust me, there are many more wonderful quotes out there. But if I shared them all with you, this might be one of the longest blog posts in history. One day I might just have to post all of my favorite quotes, but not this time.

Suffering is not fun or pleasant, but suffering brings us closer to God. I know that my short time of suffering is nothing compared to some people out there who have been in trials and suffered for many years. But I have found that maybe through my suffering and experience I might in the future be able to comfort those who are also suffering.

Back in April, when everything was first new, I remember going to the Easter service at our church. So you know how parents are sometimes like: “okay, don’t talk long with all your friends because we are going to leave right after church because we have to get ready for people to come over to the house/go somewhere.” Well, if you understand “parent lingo” then you basically means half an hour or more after church ended you are ready to go and haven’t talked to your friends that long because you were leaving right after church, but your parents are the ones still talking.

Well, this was one of those Sundays. I was sitting in a seat in the auditorium waiting for my parents to finish talking when a man and his wife came up to me and started talking with me (and eventually my parents once they stopped talking). I didn’t know them well but knew who they were because of going to the same school as their kids and helping out with our church’s youth administration team. 

The lady then proceeded to tell me that when she was 16 years old she was diagnosed with the same cancer I was just diagnosed with. She was in a higher stage than I was, but listening to her story was the most encouraging thing I listened to in this whole 6 months. I will always remember what she said to me, “All of the doctors are going to tell you a lot of different things. They are going to be all technical and you will be overwhelmed. Don’t listen to anything they say. They told me that I was going to lose my hair and wouldn’t be able to have any kids. Well, I didn’t lose any of my hair during treatment, and 30 years later I have 4 beautiful children. Trusting in God is a lot better than trusting in doctors.” I hope that one day, I might be able to share my story and encourage someone who is struggling, just like this sister in Christ encouraged me and my family.

"Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our affliction, so that we may be able to comfort those who are in any affliction, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God. For as we share abundantly in Christ's sufferings, so through Christ we share abundantly in comfort too. If we are afflicted, it is for your comfort and salvation; and if we are comforted, it is for your comfort, which you experience when you patiently endure the same sufferings that we suffer. Our hope for you is unshaken, for we know that as you share in our sufferings, you will also share in our comfort." [2 Corinthians 1:3-7]

Thursday, September 27, 2012

Dear Mr. Hodgkins (part 2)


Let us continue with more learned experiences from this past 6 months.

4. Set fun goals for yourself

During the many times of not feeling well I had a lot of time to plan and think (which may or may not be a good thing if you know me well). I would get on my computer and plan out my life and what I wanted to do. When I felt good I would look at different colleges and degrees to pursue and what I wanted to do for my Masters, which then led me to a particular city (most likely in Virginia...in the south), which then led to consistent house hunting and the urgent desire to pack up and move. Obviously moving wasn’t an option, so I set other goals for myself.

Educate yourself - Knowing that I was not going to attend school this fall semester, but not wanting to completely become academically illiterate, I wanted to purchase a college book on education to keep those school brain cells active. It was a book on Reading and Language Development which is what I hope to pursue after my Bachelors. I purchased the book probably back in the middle of May...just started reading it about a week and a half ago. Sometimes when you have no mental capacity your motivation level goes negative.

Cook! - Okay, well maybe have dreams of cooking. The week immediately following treatment I pretty much had no appetite at all and could barely eat anything. The thought of food was sickening and I didn’t want to have any part of it. On the flip side of that, during the “non-treatment weeks” I would slowly start to gain an appetite and couldn’t stop thinking of or eating food. Which led to all sorts of cravings - Chipotle, Sakura, Chinese, Pizza, Olive Garden, Smoothie King.

best brother award goes to the one who surprises me with Smoothie King

homemade chips and guac. always wonderfully delicious

Olive Garden - Salad, Breadsticks, Chicken Alfredo Pizza








































































A healthy tummy, is a happy tummy. So I decided to find recipes and start a cookbook to eventually take with me when I get my own apartment and become responsible. Although I have tried to find recipes of nutrients I have discovered that two-thirds of my cookbook contains dessert recipes. Well, stressed spelled backwards is desserts...we were definitely going through a stressful time... point proven.

Organize - I like to have many dreams and aspirations in life, but sometimes lack the motivation to actually accomplish those things. Such things as your room. Ha! With lack of energy, not feeling well and mostly sleeping in the basement (because it was much cooler than my room in the summer), after my dear father brought everything from my dorm home it sat many lonely hours in my room, nothing unpacked, collecting dust. Slowly as I gained energy I would try and do a little each day. There is still a lot of non-dorm stuff to go through and organize, but we have come a long ways...

5. There is always, ALWAYS an excuse for ice cream

























Remember those random cravings? Yeah, most of them included eating ice cream, drinking milkshakes, etc. multiple times a day and consecutively throughout the week. And there is nothing better than having an ice cream party with friends. 

There are also those unnamed people who will go out of the way to bless you with ice cream. They really do have good intentions. Really, they do. Or at least try to...

Dad: You have done such a great job this week. You are my inspiration. I think you deserve some ice cream
Me: So basically what you’re saying is, “I am using you as an excuse to go get ice cream from safeway.”
Dad: So is Black Raspberry Chocolate Chip okay?

Dad: Hey girl, how are you feeling?
Me: Well, I tried to eat something...but I kinda just got sick so I’m resting.
Dad: Oh okay, I’m sorry. So I’m going to the grocery store, do you want any ice cream?
Me: Um, I just got sick...

And just when you start craving ice cream again and go to the freezer, you find this:

























6. Long days at Hopkins = accessorizing with friends

As many hospital visits go, basically you wait. a LOT. Your labs could be at 8am but you would have to wait hours for the results to be processed to see where your counts were. Then wait until there was space available in the station to receive treatment. Then wait for the drugs to be made. Then wait for treatment to be over. Most visits turned out to be much longer than expected. But as the weeks went on we kind of got use to them. Especially when you are “accessorized” during the day and make wearing masks fun.



7. Always seek to have fun

No commentary necessary for this. After all, a picture is worth a thousand words...and I have 4 :)


daydreaming at the mall...


inventing ways to stay cool when it is over 100 degrees outside and you can't get in the water...


just a normal Sunday afternoon hanging out with friends.


“The goodness of God is maintained by relating each event to an intended good by placing it within the context of His own design, to be revealed at the end of time.” _melvin.tinker

(to be continued...)





Saturday, September 22, 2012

Dear Mr. Hodgkins (part 1)


You give and take away for my good
For who am I to say what I need?
For You alone see the hidden parts of me
that need to be stripped away.
[laura.story]

Well folks, as of this past Tuesday, the long 6 months have come to an end. (cue the angels in heaven rejoicing). It is definitely not an understatement to say that we are all very happy and excited for the conclusion of this journey. Personally, and as a family, we have all learned so much from this experience - more that could fit in a blog post (comfortably at least). So sets of three are always good. Thus begins my three part “series” overviewing all that has happened the past 6 months.

1. You must name everything.

Um...yeah. So I’m the type of person who is a color-coding freak. When it comes to school planners everything is neatly written and I put all my exam/paper dates down on the calendar organized by color for quick reference. [as for the organization of my room, well that’s a work in progress...you can ask my mom.]

So why not name things too? I decided to name my PICC line George. For those of you who don’t know what a PICC line is, it’s basically a flexible tube thing that goes through a vein in my right arm that bends around to the large vein near the heart. So this tube thing was used to give me all my drugs and fluids and draw blood for labs (because who wants to get stuck with a needle a million times?).

Then as I started losing my hair I got a wig (which happens to be the exact color of my natural hair..kinda weird) and I proudly named her Lucy. Don’t ask me why - but it might be related to Lucille Ball and the “I Love Lucy” show which I grew up on.

And last but certainly not least: the oxygen tanks. You thought naming my wig was weird? Well, it just got a lot more interesting. There were three different types of tanks: an electronic stationary tank, 3 small portable tanks, and a large tank (for emergency purposes like no power, etc). So basically all that is happening in those tanks are bubbles floating around (well not everything, but you get the idea). Yup, so Bubbles was the name of my stationary tank. Then there were the baby triplet Bubbles (portable tanks). Then Grandma Bubbles was the large tank (it was on wheels...I found it appropriate). Not to mention in high school I was given the nickname "Bubbles" - so yeah, it kinda fit.

2. Starbursts are a gift from God - seriously though.

So because George is a fragile thing, it needs to be cleaned. This requires weekly bandage dressing changes and it being “flushed”. The flushing process is just a tube of saline to clear the line of any small pieces of fiber or something... (can you tell I’m NOT a medical person?) When the day is done they also put heprine in to keep it un-clotted for the week. Throughout all of the 6 months, George only “acted up” and was clogged twice.

Okay so with the Starbursts... I don’t know how else to put it except for the fact that saline tastes
nasty! It didn’t effect me at first, but as the months went on, man oh man did it make me sick. I tried Jolly Ranchers to take the taste away - didn’t help. Then, I discovered the magical-ness (yes that is a word) of Starbursts.

3. Find a cave and prepare to watch many baseball games and movies on Netflix.

During the beginning months when I was in a lot of pain (as a result of the tumor breaking apart) and sick, I didn’t really feel like doing much. So that’s when you hide in your dark basement (aka: cave) and focus on watching many baseball games (go Nats!) on television and random things on Netflix with your mom. And when you are really feeling good and not sick, Food Network stalking is always a good thing (more on that later).

We definitely experienced some great memories during these times. But most of the time it wasn’t all butterflies and unicorns. Dear Mr. Hodgkins (part 2) coming up next...

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

A picture is worth a thousand words


Well, the saying goes “a picture is worth a thousand words”. But what if 300 words could change a life?

Growing up in the church I have been blessed with the generosity and kindness of “church family”. When we were packing and getting ready to move up north there were many people from our local church who came over to the house to help my mom pack, or help clean, or help paint the house and get it ready to sell. As I finished high school and entered the beginning years of college the church family generosity didn’t stop. 

Two years ago today I attended my cousin’s baby shower. After 19 long years there was going to be a new baby cousin in the family. As friends and family gathered with gifts and excited faces nothing could have prepared us for what was to come. After non-immediate guests left and the family was sitting in the living room, my aunt announced to the family that she had been diagnosed with lung cancer. What? This couldn’t be happening. We must have all heard her say something else. Right? Shock-to-the-boom.

Then March 23, 2012 happened. It was just a normal day. Woke up. Went to class. Drove to my cousin’s house where my dad was doing some remodeling work to have lunch with them. While eating pizza and talking to my cousin about school my dad comes back into the room with tears in his eyes and said, “Albert called me back earlier with your blood results. You are very sick. You have cancer.” What? I’m only 22 years old. In just a few years I’m going to finish college and start my career. This isn’t fair. My brain didn’t even process that. All I was able to say was “okay” and continued eating my pizza.

On the trip home I called my co-worker and dear friend Jenny, who after hearing the news immediately turned in her Bible to verse to share with me and prayed for me right then and there on the phone. When I walked through my front door I saw the love of Christ as my mom, brother, and two close family friends sat in the living room to gather around me and my family and pray for us.

As the days continued, we were all gratefully overwhelmed by encouraging text and facebook messages, financial gifts, meals, “thinking of you” gifts, but most importantly prayer. Prayer is a powerful thing. It has cast out demons, healed the sick and lame, and made the blind man see. There have been times when people have come up to my parents and have said to them, “You don’t know us, but we have been praying for your daughter.” I have also received a 3-ring binder from my old elementary school choir teacher filled with hand-written notes, encouragements, scripture verses and drawings from her current students to me saying they were praying for me. Kids that have never met me, who I don’t know are praying for me? If that doesn’t show you how powerful the body of Christ is I don’t know what else to say to prove it to you.

Coming home last night from a dinner out with the family is just another example of Christ-like blessing. When it came time to pay, the owner told my dad that “someone took care of it already.” Another act of kindness by a church member who came in to pick up a take out order. With being less than a week away from finishing my 6 months of treatment I cannot even begin to describe in words how grateful I am, my family is, for the kindness that has been shown to us. These very small blessings have impacted us on a very small scale.

So back to my original question - what if 300 words could save a life. According to the National Cancer Institute, "approximately 12,400 children in the United States will be diagnosed with some form of cancer this year". The statistics are staggering. Because of modern technology cure rates are improving greatly, but pediatric cancer remains "one of the leading causes of death by disease in children under the age of 15 and claims approximately 3,000 victims each year".

[read more at: http://www.foxnews.com/health/2010/09/10/september-national-childhood-cancer-awareness-month/#ixzz26Ala3H3r]

This month is National Childhood Cancer Awareness Month. [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w75xWhtQ3Lk&feature=youtube_gdata_player] People and organizations all over the nation are using this month to raise awareness and funds for research that will be aimed at treating and possibly finding a cure for this devastating disease.

Well, this newly released touching song by Taylor Swift is not about a girl who wrote a song about a boy who she is “never, ever getting back together” with. This song is about a 3 year old boy who passed away from cancer. I encourage you to listen to the song here (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ITrd7fM6aY&feature=youtu.be) and consider buying ‘Ronan’ on iTunes. All of the proceeds are being donated to cancer charities. To read more visit: http://ohnotheydidnt.livejournal.com/71841119.html#ixzz267SPqP3l

*I dedicate this blog post to Sarah Faith: cancer survivor and one of the bravest kindergarteners I have been blessed to know*