Cancer and Me

Stage 3 non-metastisizing basal cell carcinoma -- skin cancer

In five days, it will be one year since I got the official diagnosis from my new doctor. What I have on my right ear is skin cancer; specifically, basal cell carcinoma. Of the skin cancers, it is the “best” to get. (That characterization is mine, not something the doctor told me.)

Tomorrow I am to go to the clinic for an IV infusion of SOT developed by RGCC. 🙂 (Yes, yes — I’ll explain further on down.)

But that’s tomorrow. Today, as with every other day for months and months, I changed my diaper morning and evening. My ear diaper, that is. This is what a freshly installed diaper looks like (grayscaled and blurred): Read it all

Entitlement That Leads to Bitterness

"I deserve better" will make me bitter.
He that doeth these things shall never be moved.

Tuesday after supper, Ruby and I were chatting about feeling entitled and deserving — an at-home follow-up to the pastor’s theme Sunday morning. She had raised the subject, wondering what I would say on the subject of entitlement.

Then later in the evening as I did the second of my twice daily ear-diaper changes, I got to thinking about the subject of bitterness since it comes up in today’s printed text (for our adult Sunday School lesson).

I thought about things that provoke in me a rising of bitterness. It easily happens when… Read it all

When Your Church Has Leadership Selection Looming

What does your congregation need in a leader?
Who shall weigh the prospective church leader...and how?

So your church needs another leader. And you get to be part of the leadership selection process. May I help?

No, I don’t mean helping your church pick. And I certainly don’t mean helping by being that leader. I mean, may I help you personally as you “figure out” for whom you will vote?

For the sake of the prospective new leader, know the answers to these three questions:

  • What does being a minister mean in your congregation?
  • To what do you expect him to commit himself?
  • In what areas are church members to obey church leaders?

Before you make your nomination or cast your vote for someone, resolve at least these things about you and him: Read it all

Fenbendazole Kills Parasites — Will It Destroy Cancer?

"Ivermectin is good, but I like fenbendazole better."

A couple of my former high school students and their family were visiting our congregation the last weekend in April for our annual Bible Conference. They had heard of my cancer, so after one of the Saturday services, she (SS) told my wife (Ruby, in case you didn’t know) about an antiparasitic that shows promise as a cancer treatment.

I work for a New York small business that provides email services and Web work services for those who do not have Internet access. Well, the following Wednesday, I saw a project in our work queue that I took on since it was about cancer. The customer wanted information on the Joe Tippens protocol for cancer and he wanted to know about buying the Merck brand of fenbendazole. It wasn’t hard to find the info for him (and it only cost him $18). When I told Ruby the drug name, she reminded me excitedly that it was the same stuff SS had told her about. (I had forgotten the name fenbendazole already.)

At least four of my acquaintances across the country are MDs. The next day (May 4, you should know) I finally remembered to ask one of them a question I’d been wanting to ask a real doctor for a few weeks: “What do you think of ivermectin as a cancer treatment?” He replied that ivermectin is good but he likes fenbendazole better. I hadn’t ever mentioned fenbendazole to him! (I should ask my other MD acquaintances the question now!)

Cancer-killing canine deworker?
Where is this? What is it? IDK, but I like the picture!

So there you are. In the space of…what…five days, three different people from three different parts of the country brought fenbendazole to my attention. And none of them know each other. Coincidental? Perhaps. But I prefer to think otherwise.

OK, one more event. On May 19 I got an unexpected email from a nice, gray-haired grandma. Read it all

When Old Visions Lose Value, They Get Vulturized

Lessons from a hazelnut grove
young hazelnut trees

I saw the excavator in an unexpected place, evidently done doing shocking things.

That evening several weeks ago, I was on my way to church to deliver my wife’s contributions to the next day’s noon meal. Due to my illness, I had not been out that way in a while. I stared in disbelief at the scenery in that orchard.

Several years earlier, someone had done extensive work propelled by a vision. The vision entailed making a profit worth waiting for, a profit selling filberts (aka, hazelnuts). The previous time I had been past the young orchard, I had marveled at the height of the well-established trees and admired the pretty green of their fresh leaves. When would they begin to bear fruit?

young hazelnut trees

Now all the trees lay in piles. Read it all

God in Rags

Unwed mama, miracle son, step-father bonding, journey begun

Little town
country girl
born to carry
heaven’s pearl.

Visiting angel
shocking news
servant’s heart
much to muse.

Cruel rejection
whispers abound
baby bump
talk of town.

Parental pain
what is true?
fiance blamed
search for clues.

Country boy
madly in love
broken heart
betrayal because?

Sleepless nights
dying inside
countless tears
loss of bride. Read it all

Above all, love God!
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