Right now is one of the hard times.
five amazing years has metastasized to her brain in 5 places. She finished a round of aggressive radiation today and it's been really tough on her body. She has fought hard, and she is tired.
Steve, Sam, and Ben flew out today to be with her and treasure all the time with Gramma that they can get.
We pray for healing. We pray for the radiation to be effective. We pray for 5, 10, 15 more years with Sharon. We pray for her energy and mental faculties to return.
But more than anything, we pray Psalm 119. We prayed it a month ago when we were celebrating, and we pray it now as we grieve. Because God is always good. And although Gramma may not be dancing long here on this earth (and the same is true for each of us!), our hearts rejoice even through our tears in the knowledge that she'll dance forever with Jesus.
With your very own hands you formed me;
now breathe your wisdom over me so I can understand you.
When they see me waiting, expecting your Word,
those who fear you will take heart and be glad.
I can see now, God, that your decisions are right;
your testing has taught me what's true and right.
Oh, love me—and right now!—hold me tight!
just the way you promised.
Now comfort me so I can live, really live;
your revelation is the tune I dance to.