Tuesday, September 16, 2014

9/16/14 Admission

Mike was admitted to D6/526 this afternoon. He asked me to please post an update. As you know he was admitted just a few weeks ago and spent a week here with pulmonary exacerbation and bowel obstruction. He went home on IVs that he did for another week. He wasn’t feeling that great but he and his NP decided to stop the IVs for a week. He would be admitted tomorrow then spend 9 days here and God willing be able to attend MaKayla’s wedding on September 27.

As we all know plans don’t always go as we would like. Mike started having quite a bit of pain on Saturday. This was a more intense pain then he has had in the past. He also started to feel like he was hyperventilating. So he needed to increase both his oxygen and pain meds. He couldn’t go but a few steps without O2 and feeling frantic. Not a feeling he has experienced before. By Sunday the bowel obstruction started to return. He was one miserable cookie.

He called down on Monday and they started to prepare for his arrival today. He hasn’t been able to get to far away from his oxygen concentrator so this has caused a few issues with back and leg pain. We loaded his portable oxygen tank and headed out. About 25 miles outside of Madison he ran out of air. Bummer.

Looking back (through the lens of thankfulness and having survived) we kind of must have looked like a Laurel and Hardy episode. Driving down the middle of the highway Mike pulling on the tubing . . .then digging in his pockets franticly . . . I’m trying to figure out if there is a hospital sign close . . . finally Mike says, “pull over, pull over…there, right  up there!” I took the exit and as he reached for his door handle and realized there was no way he could get out of the car and still breathe he says, “Go in the trunk and get my pain meds.” I finally got it.

He thought he had put some in his pocket – nope. Pain meds would slow him and his breathing down so we could make it the rest of the way. I got them and he took them and I floored it. By the time we hit the campus he had his window rolled down. I know that does absolutely no good but when you feel like you can’t get air – well, it doesn’t hurt anything. Then we just had to get him into the hospital. We discussed our plan quickly. I knew if we drove around back to the ER it would still take a bit to get to oxygen. We opted for admissions. I pulled in front of the doors and helped him to a bench, ran back to the car and sped to the parking deck. Of course, there was no parking on 2nd, 3rd, nope not even the 4th floor. You got it – 5th floor. I ran down five flights of stairs as fast as a fat old lady can go (what a spectacle I must have been) trying to be nonchalant, yeah right! Grabbed a wheel chair and pushed him into admissions. Literally, 10 minutes later he was on the floor and on oxygen.

His Oxygen sats were 89 and perked right back up to 94 quickly. Unfortunately, his heart was racing at 132 (after sitting silent on his bed). YIKES!

Stats: Fev1 - 17% 25/75 5%. Weight 113 lbs. Chest X-ray – lots of plugs.

Things are pretty rough for Mike right now. He is still fighting the slow moving intestines – probably a result of much needed pain medicine. Lots of chest pain – NP is making sure they are checking everything for possible causes. She did and EKG and she said it had declined since the last one they did. They are checking into that. CO2 levels were good at 45. PO2 was 29. His body is definitely struggling to get him some good O2! Troponin (heart) was good at <0 .02.="">

She prescribed some IV morphine and he is finally getting some relief from the pain. He will do golytely for a day or so and then switch once they get his sleepy intestines moving. She feels once he gets some fluids he will be good to start the antibiotics – Vanco, meripenim, and Tobra.

Many times I hear people say to me that they want to pray for Mike but they don’t know what to pray for. I made a list and shared it on Facebook. I will also share it here. A while back I felt the same way and these are a few of the things I came up with that I could pray for, for Mike. They are great things to pray over anyone when you aren’t sure what to pray for:

Patience - to endure this suffering
Strength - as this battle makes Mike and all of us who care for him weary
Comfort - Mike is in a lot of pain and discomfort
Understanding - Not only Mike's understanding of what God's plan is but also that other's understand their part in this also

Acceptance - of God's perfect plan and timing.
Joy - As Christians we are given joy and blessings in all things. Prayers that Mike can experience those joys
Peace - that surpasses all understanding. Peace that only God can give.
Trust - that Mike and all who love him continue to trust that God is working this all out for his and our good. All glory and honor be his now and forever.
Protection - of his soul - no one can snatch him from the Saviors hand
And of course for healing - thy will be done.
Acceptance - of God's perfect plan and timing.
Joy - As Christians we are given joy and blessings in all things. Prayers that Mike can experience those joys
Peace - that surpasses all understanding. Peace that only God can give.
Trust - that Mike and all who love him continue to trust that God is working this all out for his and our good. All glory and honor be his now and forever.
Protection - of his soul - no one can snatch him from the Saviors hand
And of course for healing - thy will be done.
Acceptance - of God's perfect plan and timing- of God’s perfect plan and timing
Joy - As Christians we are given joy and blessings in all things. Prayers that Mike can experience those joys
Peace - that surpasses all understanding. Peace that only God can give.
Trust - that Mike and all who love him continue to trust that God is working this all out for his and our good. All glory and honor be his now and forever.
Protection - of his soul - no one can snatch him from the Saviors hand
And of course for healing - thy will be done.
I'll send updates when I can . . . Pastor Haugly was just here . Bless that man!

Peace – That surpasses all understanding. Peace that only God can give.
Trust – that Mike and all who love him continue to trust that God is working this all out for his and our good. All glory and honor be his now and forever.
Protection – of his soul – no one can snatch him from the Saviors hand
And of course healing – thy will be done.

I can't tell you all how much power there is in your prayers. Yesterday, I was a bit of a mess. My stomach felt like I was getting an ulcer. I contacted a few of my prayer warrior friends and put the requests above on Facebook. Today - through all the ups and downs - I had peace. Thank you all for your prayers and support.

Mike has a new doctor on his team. He specializes in palliative care. Balancing the pain meds and antibiotics can be tricky business.

Mike is winded and having trouble talking for long periods. He will jump on Facebook when he feels up to it. Hopefully, he will get some much needed rest.

We are so thankful for the staff at UW Madison’s D6/5 unit. They are so patient and thorough. God bless each and every one of them. Erin is on tonight – we are so thankful!

Blessings to you!

Saturday, September 6, 2014

Home IVs and Soccer games

Quick update on Mike: he left the hospital earlier in the week and is doing IVs at home. His patience was out and he needed the change of scenery. He came home on two different IVs Vancomycin and Cefepime. He is also taking Cipro orally. He does them at 12, 8 and 4. So far so good. His bedroom looks like a closet at the pharmacy but he's workin' it.

Mike was able to get out and about today and is helping to grill some brats and burgers at the clubhouse. What a beautiful day!

Great day for a soccer tournament.

Richie scored his first goal as a high school student with a header in the first game.

Way to rock it Richie!!

I took about 700 pictures during the two games. Just can't help myself once I get out there. Too much fun!!

It really was pretty fun. And for that I am thankful. It's hard for me to admit this but it is getting pretty hard for me to leave the house these days. It's not something you plan or even think about. It just kind of creeps up on you.

A few babies later in life. Fewer and fewer peers.

More and more hospitalizations for Mike. Isolation at the hospital.

Money constraints so out and about less.

As CF progresses things can get awkward (to coin a word from this generation).

So I am thankful for:

parents who glanced my way, instead of avoiding eye contact . . .

the people who stopped to chat and say hi . . .

Linda, who came over to invite us to participate in a tailgate at next weeks tournament. . .

my sister-in-law who invited me to put my chair next to hers when Paul couldn't come to the game with me . . .

Thank you to all of you who helped me fight the temptation to be reclusive today. These little acts of kindness really do mean so much.

Ecclesiastes 7:3 Sorrow is better than laughter, because a sad face is good for the heart.

Blessings to you!

Monday, September 1, 2014


Happy Labor Day!

Mike was admitted to the hospital on Monday, August 28, 2014, after spending most of the prior weekend in pain, with what he suspected was a bowel obstruction.

Mike had been to the clinic on Friday. He has been coughing a lot and his nose has been running like crazy. His FEV1 was 27% and 25/75 was 3%. He and his doctor decided to try and keep him out for another week. He was put on Bactrim and another antibiotic and prednisone. Thankfully, his oxygen sats stayed above 92%.

Mike and I were able to go out for dinner on Friday. We went to Salty’s and had fish. On Saturday Mike started to have some uncomfortableness/pain in his stomach. It is hard to know when you have CF where that is coming from. Most CF patients live with chronic stomach discomfort or pain to some degree on a daily basis. Between the constant hunger and undigested food there is discomfort. It is hard to know if eating more will help (hunger) or eating less (bowel obstruction) is the thing to do.

He didn’t eat a whole lot all weekend. You kind of get into a catch 22. I sensed his electrolytes were getting out of whack. By Sunday he knew he needed to go in. It was just a matter of when and how.

I took Mike down Monday afternoon. His electrolytes were off and they started the liquid drano before I left (also known as golytely). Mike works so hard to gain weight and maintain it but this incident plummeted him down to 118 lbs. He struggled between being hungry and wanting to eat and fighting the obstruction. The constant coughing which increased the overall pain level was frustrating. Which brings us back to more of the catch 22.

Mike has needed to increase his pain meds, especially at night. In order to sleep, he needed a stronger drug to negate the pain to allow his body to fall into sleep. Most of us can relate to this. Some ache or pain that prevents us from falling asleep and we pop a couple ibuprofen or aspirin and voila – sleep. Pretty much same scenario only obviously on a larger scale.

Well, stronger pain meds have other side effects - like slowing down an already taxed digestive tract. Thus the catch 22.

Still coughing a lot and nose dripping constantly, Mike asked for another CT scan of his sinuses. Mike has had over 14 sinus surgeries. He grows polyps in his sinuses (10% of CF patients have this issue) that put pressure on his eyes and even sometimes his brain that cause headaches. The polyps also obstruct things and cause mucus to get trapped and become infected. This nasty infection then drips down into his lungs causing them to get re-infected. In the past, we have found that when they become blocked having surgery can give him up to a couple years of relief from the headaches, drainage and infection. It has been about 2 years since his last surgery.

The CT scan shows that his left side is completely blocked and his right side is bad but not as bad as the left. However, (deep breath here) Mike’s doctor does not feel like he could for sure survive the surgery. As we know, if they needed to intubate he would most likely not come off of the vent. Barring the vent situation she does not feel that the benefits of the surgery will outweigh the risks. In other words, having the surgery could be too much for him and send him into a downward spiral.

So there you have it. The good, the bad and the ugly we call today.

The good – another day of God’s Grace. Another day of living life to its fullest. Another day of our sisters and brothers in Christ holding Mike and all of us, up in prayer. It is a gift.

The bad – CF progresses.

The ugly – with the blessings of medicine come challenges. Mike has so much coming at him right now. Just the side effects of all the meds would be enough to put anyone over the edge. They wreak havoc on his body but most remarkably his emotions. Up one minute, down the next, anxiousness and peace, strength and weakness. Hard to regulate. The prayers of others and God’s divine Grace and intervention are the only things keeping Mike’s head above water as he continues to live each day while CF progresses.

And live he does. He is going to be here for a while. Perhaps a couple more years, perhaps not. He will be up and about sometimes and the next day he may be struggling to walk. He’s going to need your continued prayers and support. He needs your unquestionable understanding and forgiveness – it’s called love. He gets annoyed and impatient as he deals with this roller coaster ride of living he is on. He’s getting tired but he is still trying to make the best of what he has been given. He will continue to do all the things on his heart until his body tells him, no more.

Thank you to all who are still here for continuing to support Mike and all of us who love and care for him.

I will continue to update this blog as God gives me strength but quite frankly, there are some days when I’m not sure . . .

I know how much it means to this huge family to be aware of what is going on. It would be even more difficult to talk this all through to all those who, in love, want to understand what Mike is going through.

I am also aware of those who stop by from all over the world to watch Mike’s journey. When Mike was a small child it gave me great comfort to speak to the families I met while in the hospital about their journey’s with CF. It helped me to understand what they were going through. It helped me to be aware of what might be ahead….. etc. With HIPPA and isolation of CFers, blogs are one of the few ways we connect with each other. Just please remember, every person’s journey is different. The journey of children born now with CF will be so much different.

I would just ask that if you have a hard time with my blog that you step away for now. No condemnation. No judgment – on either side. I’ve always said I will keep it real and I am being true to that.

Lead by Mike’s example and God’s command, we are all living life to its fullest. Yes, some of this is sad, bad and ugly but God is so much bigger than CF. The majority is peace and love. There just isn’t space or time right now to share it all.

1 Corinthians 13:4-8

Love is patient love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.

Love and peace to you.

Saturday, August 2, 2014

Birthday Harley Style

Time for an update :) Mike was admitted back into the hospital on July 22. Yep, just a couple days shy of his birthday. He was really trying to make it until his birthday but he was feeling pretty crappy. The good news is his friends were kind enough to throw him a birthday bash the weekend before he went in.

It started with Katie coming to join in the fun early in the day:

David asked, "Why is Katie dressed like Mike."

Remember you can click on a photo to see it larger :)

Then it was out to the clubhouse to be joined by some friends for a few hour ride. Now, this may not sound like a big deal but let me tell you, it was. You see, it's a little precarious for Mike to plan on taking his bike on a ride. Depending on his health and the weather - things can really get messed up. Thankfully, his friends anticipated challenges and had a few back up plans. Someone took a trailer so that if Mike got tired he could hop in a truck and get a ride the rest of the way. Things like that made a day like this possible....and a day like that helps make CF bearable. That's what friends are for :)

Mike was very blessed that it was not humid and his lungs behaved so he was able to enjoy the ride.

Mike with his "brothers"

After the ride Mike was joined by other friends out at the clubhouse. He said it was one of the best birthdays yet.

On Tuesday Mike was admitted to the hospital. His lungs were at FEV1 of 26%. This was pretty good considering he stayed out of the hospital for almost three weeks.

I was able to take a half a day of vacation and visit Mike on his birthday. I stopped at Olive Garden where a nice young man named Bryan helped me. Mike really liked his dinner.

The hospital sent up a little cake and a bottle of sparkling juice. I surprised Mike and brought up a piece of cake from Bryanna's bakery.
Yum, was that good!

Mike had a little trouble with some swelling during his stay. Mostly in his left leg. They did an ultrasound and determined it wasn't a blood clot. They also did some blood work to make sure his kidney's were working. I was glad Erin, his favorite nurse (and most competent if you ask me) was working that night. They never really found out what caused it but it seems to be getting better.

The doctors were able to adjust some of Mike's meds and he feels like he has more energy. He even said he feels like he could dance again. Wow, that is an improvement.

Katie was able to go see Mike this past Friday. She had a special visitor for him.

Jessica was up from Texas! Still as pretty as ever!!

On Monday Mike plans to come home. His lungs were at 31% on Friday. So blessed the drugs are still working!!

All in all it was a good birthday. It got two thumbs up from Mike.

How the guy does it....I'll never know. He was out for a walk today and saw a quote he wanted me to share with you:

You were given this life because you are strong enough to live it
Amen to that....Amen to that.
Blessings to you!

Wednesday, July 2, 2014


In a recent post, Mike's doc talked about how Mike was intubated at Christmas and how dangerous that was. I know many in the family have not been told about what happened the week before last Christmas so I will recap that here. I think it was a significant event that is weighing in on many of the decisions that are being made right now. I hope this helps you to understand where Mike has been and where he is right now. Mike is going to sign an order - Do Not Resuscitate. He has thought a long time about this decision and has decided that now is the time.

On December 18th I took Mike down to Madison to be admitted for another admission. He was pretty sick. He needed Oxygen but that wasn't anything new. I was glad he got down there when he did. He couldn't do PFTs right away as I recall but did them on Friday and I think his numbers were around 18 or 19%. I know I wrote this all down somewhere but I can't find it right now. I knew he needed some rest and it was right before Christmas so I opted not to go down to see him on Saturday but wait until Sunday. Mike just wanted to sleep. On Saturday evening I tried to call Mike and I didn't get an answer. I thought that was odd. A little while later, around 7:30 or 8 I spoke to Mike. I can't remember if he called me or if I called him but it was quickly apparent that he was having a hard time breathing and speaking and he was impatient. He told me that I needed to talk to the doctor. The ICU doctor came on the phone and said he was in Mike's room watching him closely. He said Mike had been having some hemoptysis (coughing up blood) and they were concerned. He said he had been following Mike for a couple of years and had never seen him so anxious. I said I was coming down and he said, "That would be a good idea." I started packing immediately. Just threw a few things into a bag quickly. Before I could leave he called me back and said he had decided to move Mike to ICU he would see me as soon as I got there. I thanked him and told him it would take me 90 minutes to get there. I grabbed my cell phone and jumped in the car and headed toward Madison.

On my way down to the hospital I called my brother David. I forgot all about the fact that he is in the Eastern time zone and it was late. I told him I was really concerned because I had never seen a CF patient in end-stage CF intubated and survive. I regretted not having talked to Mike about this situation to hear what his wishes would be if things did not go well.

You would think that the trip would have been miserable but I prayed and received the most incredible peace. Peace I have not experienced but a few times in my life. I was praising God and thankful for his blessings, thinking about how I had been to church earlier in the evening and the entire church had prayed for Mike. It had been a long time, maybe even years since I had asked for a prayer for Mike at the church. I was thankful that Pastor Haugly gave such a heartfelt prayer on Mike's behalf. And then my thoughts and peace were interrupted by the ringing of my cell phone. It was a nurse calling from the ICU. Mike's breathing was more labored and they wanted to intubate Mike she said. She said the doctor believed that Mike was bleeding out and that they didn't have much time. He wanted to bronch him but thought that by intubating him they would be ready to immediately try and fix the bleed if they were lucky enough to find it. I asked if I could talk to Mike and she gave him the phone. I knew he could hear me so I said, "Mike, do you want them to start before I get there?" Mike confirmed NO. I said, "Then tell them to wait, I am 30 minutes away." I hung up and sped up. I got there about 20 minutes later. I walked into the ICU unit and immediately knew which room was Mike's. It was the one with all the doctors and nurses standing outside the door. I walked close and they all walked into Mike's room and started to prep him. As I said hello and good-bye they were preparing for the bronch. Within a minute or two Mike was unconscious. I stayed and watched while they intubated Mike. I wondered if I would ever get to talk to him again.

Another doctor began the bronch. I watched with the other 3-4 doctors who were in the room. Interesting....no blood. I heard another doctor comment, "it must be in the lower lobes." She probed lower............I watched. Nothing. Yet another doctor in the room commented. Finally she probed to the base of one lung. Nothing. Then the doctor who had called me spoke, "That is amazing....there isn't any blood!" She continued to probe, entering his other lobe. No blood. "I expected to see so much blood we wouldn't even be able to find out where is was all coming from!" the doctor who had called me explained. By now all the doctors in the room were mystified. People, there was not one drop of blood. Not even a small trace to indicate what two of the doctors saw clearly in his room spit out on to his hands and tissues in all its bright red glory. NOTHING - no trace. A miracle. And right then and there I knew we were given a Christmas miracle. So many people praying. Pastor Haugly leading them in prayer just hours before all this began. No other explanation. A miracle. But Mike wasn't out of danger. He had to be pulled from the vent.

The doctor told me that this would all be traumatic for Mike's lungs and that he was going to keep him on the vent until the morning. That made me uncomfortable. Everything I had read, all the research I had done told me that the longer he was intubated the harder things would be. I trusted this man's judgment. I never left the room. I prayed. I waited. I watched. I prayed.

It was awful. They had to strap Mike down because even in his state of unconsciousness he would try and pull the breathing tube from his throat. I watched him struggle and gag and cough almost constantly. He had a really good grip on it once and I yelled for a nurse. They kept having to give him extra drugs to keep him down. The hours seemed like days until the morning. I knew the church would be praying again during the services. A new doctor was on the floor. They would try and wean him off the vent. WHAT? I was concerned. I knew that a wean wasn't going to work most likely. They tried and it didn't work. They said they would try again in an hour. I was weary with no sleep. By now I had gotten a hold of people and they were on their way. I knew the church was praying. All my brothers and sisters in Christ praying for Mike. I called my brother David to tell him that I remembered there was a CF woman just recently who had been vented and lived through it. Wanderlost. She made it. . . There was hope. Always hope.

They tried to wean again. It didn't work. I was broken. I was thankful Big Mike was there too. The doctor who had called me the night before came back. Boy was I glad to see him. He told Mike's nurse to prepare because he was pulling the tube in an hour. NO WEAN! I was glad. It made me anxious but my heart told me it was the only way. It seemed like an eternity. His nurse was awesome. They pulled the tube. Mike struggled a bit but he is a fighter. It was a long slow process. He was on the most oxygen he had ever been on. For about a week I wondered if he would ever get off the oxygen again. He was so weak. He didn't talk much for days and days.

The Van Deurzen's made the most awesome video for Mike. You can see it here:

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Mike rallied. He spent Christmas in the hospital. Mike Sr. and Katie spent Christmas Eve with him and I was able to be with him Christmas Day. The best Christmas gift of all.

So the reason I share this with you now? It wasn't pretty. It truly was a miracle that Mike survived it all. As "Sue" said, the chances of Mike surviving another episode like that are not good. Mike has decided to sign a DNR order. Thank you for respecting his decision.

Mike has a goal. He wants to spend Christmas at home this year.

Mike and I had a couple of meetings today. One with a woman from a county agency called "Aging & Disability Resource Center of Fond du Lac County" and another with the Agnesian Hospice Center. We are looking at all options. It would be nice if Mike could spend some of his hospitalizations either in Fondy or at home. Both agencies said that he would qualify. It's all a matter of choices etc. Maybe they won't be able to help....maybe it isn't quite time . . . we shall see.

What was interesting was the look of shock on each of these women's faces as Mike described what a typical day looks like for him. One woman has been with her agency over 14 years, the other for a long time but I don't remember how long and neither one has experienced anyone with CF and no one struggling with all that Mike does....CF, Diabetes, pills, treatments . . . etc. This just seems so every day around here. But to hear their comments and see the look on their faces really reminds us how much these CF patients go through. Nope, not as bad as some...........but significant. Truly significant.

Mike left and went to his dad's house after the meetings. Because he could. This week that is possible. A blessing. Last weekend he even got on his motorcycle. Who would have ever thought. We are so blessed. So thankful for these moments.

Thank you for your continued prayers and support.
Blessings to you! Love, love, love . . .

P.S. To the Van Deurzen's . . . that video was awesome. What you did helped Mike to rally. He is so blessed to be a part of your lives. . . One More Round

Thursday, June 26, 2014

He Rallies!

Mike will be coming home tomorrow. His FEV1 was at 32% today. It has been a long time since he has seen those numbers. His small airways are at 9%.

His six-minute walk was great. O2 stayed at or above 97% (without oxygen).

See what happens when folks help lift up your arms?!!

Thanks to all of you for all your prayers and encouragement. We'll keep you posted. Mike is looking forward to getting out and about. Maybe even a motorcycle ride.

Praising God for his continued blessings,
Praising God for you!

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Mt. Rushmore

Dear Mike,

Today is our last day in Rapid City, South Dakota. We are having a good time. Here are some pictures so you and grandma can see what we've been up to. She doesn't go on Facebook so maybe she can see them here:

I know you can relate to this picture. After a tour of a mine the boys are panning for gold. David wants to get rich so he can spend lots of money on video games.

Here we all are at our destination - Mt. Rushmore. So amazing what man can do when he puts his mind to something.

This one was taken at the Bad Lands. You know how much I like heights (NOT) so I was always behind the camera and away from the edge.

Your brothers are very happy that you got to bungee jump when you were a kid. They used this against me so they could go for a helicopter ride.

Today is my birthday and Paul took me a few blocks from the hotel to a rose garden so I could take some pictures. Flowers remind me of God's promise of heaven - beautiful. My favorite is the one on the top. So pretty.

I am thankful for this time away. It gives me time to reflect on life and ponder the things deep in my heart and mind. I'm still thinking about some of the conversations we have had. Some of the things you ponder too.

Mike, I know you know why we are here. That is huge. So many people struggle with this initial question. You know we are here to glorify God with our lives.

You wonder why God could allow you to suffer with CF. Could the answer be the same? Remember the parable of the blind man (John 9)? The disciples asked Jesus whose sin was this, his or his parents?

 3“Neither this man nor his parents sinned,” said Jesus,
“but this happened so that the work of God might be displayed in his life. 4As long as it is day, we must do the work of him who sent me.”

But you struggle with this because you are not perfect. I don't think that blind man was either. None of us are. Jesus did not come for the perfect. He tells us that it is the sick who need a doctor. He came for you and for me and we are far from perfect. You doubt God's love. I have doubted God's love. Everyone has doubted God's love at some point on this journey.

People are drawn to you Mike. They see you are suffering and they admire your courage and strength. You continue to persevere because of your faith. Psalm 34:18 tells us "The Lord is near to those who have a broken heart." The Lord is near you. He hears and sees your broken heart. God doesn't ask for perfection. He asks for us. He wants you. Just the way you are. We are redeemed through the salvation granted to us by grace through the salvation that Jesus won for us. Ephesians 2:8-9 tells us "For it is by grace you have been saved through faith, and this not of yourselves; it is the gift of God, not by works, lest anyone should boast."

So remember the things you have always known. It is not about what you have done or left undone. It is all about what Jesus has done for you. You don't need to think about anything but what Jesus has given you freely through his grace - forgiveness and eternal life.

Let God's perfect peace surround you and lift you up at all times. When you are tempted fall back on His words.

I miss you. I can't wait to see you. Come home soon.

Blessings to you.