My day started on quite a down note. My Dad's fiance's 11-year-old grandson, Keaton, has been diagnosed with a malignant brain tumor. His operation is scheduled for Thursday in Atlanta, for which the prognosis is not good. The tumor has attached itself to the brain and the doctors fear they will not be able to remove all of the cancer.
Eleven years old...Katie's age. That's mighty close to home.
But God is mighty, too. I say, "Prognosis Schmognosis." Let's pray and prove that oh-so-literary statement true.
Thanks guys.
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