Letter from Aaron
Bekah-
Ahahahahahahaha I have never been so happy in my whole life...I would rather pop this off in person but I think you're working right now.
Anyway, God is rocking my face left and right. I've witnessed to every prof I have had the opportunity to confront except one...and I plan to remedy that soon. Yesterday I opened my mouth five times (twice to random people) and God just filled me. Each time I tell this story it changes based on who needs to hear it. God fired off a sermon (through me) in our BSM small groups when they asked for "prayer requests". Andrew said the whole BSM needed to hear it, and that's when I threw up my hands and said "GG God you win" ....I'm afraid a bit, but seriously He's gonna bless it.
There is something God taught me that I want you to know: God doesn't have to prompt you to witness, but if you do it with the right heart He will bless it every single time. (I felt no urge to fire off a hi-i-have-cancer-and-I-am-so-grateful-for-it witness bomb, but He came in and used it nonetheless)
The doctor told me I'm losing part of my hand for sure, and maybe all of it. She also said there is a very good chance it will spread and kill me in the next five years. And there is "no conclusive evidence that chemo will extend the life of a patient with synovial sarcoma".
(my spellchecker is saying the closest match for "synovial" is "jovial"...Praise God for silly humor like that)
While that looks bleak, I'm here in my wilderness and I'm saying right now that God is not through with me. Trial by fire. Just wait and see what God's gonna forge.
I cannot die with so much life in me.
It's the strangest thing, interaction with people is my greatest weakness and God keeps insisting that it is my greatest strength...
I am blessed far more than I deserve. I mean that. I worship the God that obliterated Sodom and Gomorrah...men, women, children, and puppies alike. Every breath I take is a gift. I pray you can learn that without much pain, but if not, I still pray you will learn that deep down. (You may already have, since you've been chasing after Him the entire time I've been having a pity party)
Also, I am not playing smash bros with David and Ricky anymore...they're gonna think I'm crazy...pray for that. (I can't let God's Love out if I am competing against them)
Love you sister,
-Aaron
Ahahahahahahaha I have never been so happy in my whole life...I would rather pop this off in person but I think you're working right now.
Anyway, God is rocking my face left and right. I've witnessed to every prof I have had the opportunity to confront except one...and I plan to remedy that soon. Yesterday I opened my mouth five times (twice to random people) and God just filled me. Each time I tell this story it changes based on who needs to hear it. God fired off a sermon (through me) in our BSM small groups when they asked for "prayer requests". Andrew said the whole BSM needed to hear it, and that's when I threw up my hands and said "GG God you win" ....I'm afraid a bit, but seriously He's gonna bless it.
There is something God taught me that I want you to know: God doesn't have to prompt you to witness, but if you do it with the right heart He will bless it every single time. (I felt no urge to fire off a hi-i-have-cancer-and-I-am-so-grateful-for-it witness bomb, but He came in and used it nonetheless)
The doctor told me I'm losing part of my hand for sure, and maybe all of it. She also said there is a very good chance it will spread and kill me in the next five years. And there is "no conclusive evidence that chemo will extend the life of a patient with synovial sarcoma".
(my spellchecker is saying the closest match for "synovial" is "jovial"...Praise God for silly humor like that)
While that looks bleak, I'm here in my wilderness and I'm saying right now that God is not through with me. Trial by fire. Just wait and see what God's gonna forge.
I cannot die with so much life in me.
It's the strangest thing, interaction with people is my greatest weakness and God keeps insisting that it is my greatest strength...
I am blessed far more than I deserve. I mean that. I worship the God that obliterated Sodom and Gomorrah...men, women, children, and puppies alike. Every breath I take is a gift. I pray you can learn that without much pain, but if not, I still pray you will learn that deep down. (You may already have, since you've been chasing after Him the entire time I've been having a pity party)
Also, I am not playing smash bros with David and Ricky anymore...they're gonna think I'm crazy...pray for that. (I can't let God's Love out if I am competing against them)
Love you sister,
-Aaron
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