This is my brother. His name is Ned. He is special to my heart. As a little girl, I thought he was the funniest, most athletic, most adventurous person I would ever know. He has a hard-working, kind-hearted, light-spirited way about him. Ned has cancer in his body. I stay up at night thinking about how afraid this must make him feel. I think about his gorgeous wife and two young daughters who probably can't think about anything else. I think about my dad who must feel so helpless knowing that a disease like cancer is living in the body of his only son and he can't do anything to help him. If you pray for things, please pray for Ned this week. The God who created him is strong enough to extinguish our fears. He is trustworthy, peaceful, and good.
For it is good to sing praises to our God...
He heals the brokenhearted
and binds up their wounds.
He determines the number of the stars;
He gives to all of them their names.
Great is our Lord, and abundant in power;
his understanding is beyond measure.