Halloween MRI

 Update, my MRI was postponed from 10/24/23 to 10/31/23. 

The wait to speak with the doctor is still on. 

The wait to find more information on the mass is still on. 

The belief that God is faithful and has a plan is still evident. 

Please be in prayer with me.  Anxiety has its waves, as does grief.  It storms in like a summer rain with no clouds in sight.  It shocks you and brings you back to the present. 

 

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