Oh, look! Mr. Cancer’s coming back!
I thought we’d gotten rid of him.
Well, we had–for a little while.
It strikes me as unfair!
Who told you life was fair?
Anyway, folks, I’m gonna need your prayers and plenty of ’em. I’m finding it borderline impossible to put any trust in Science. God has to have a better way.
Oh, Lee, I’m so sorry to hear that! You remain in my prayers every day, in the Top Three of Special Cases.
Meanwhile, as the hymn says, “Cling to that old rugged cross.” When we do, we embrace our Savior who hung on it for us, and we join our sufferings with His as a prayer to the Father.
Thank you, Phoebe.
I will remember you in my prayers. -Watchman
Thanks, we need it.
Have they proposed a course of treatment? Don’t ever give up, and the prayers continue.
Continued prayers every day for your health concerns. I have been sick with walking pneumonia for a week now, and every day I plead the blood of Christ and confess by Jesus stripes and wounds I am healed.
Who are you?
I will continually be praying for you, Mr. Duigon.
God knows I need your prayers.