It's fitting

...that I am doing Marathon for a Month to support a man who has cancer. This week, I found out my grandmother has the disease. The same week I started walking for the cause, she was diagnosed. There is nothing that can be done by the doctors. There is something that can be done by me (and you, too). Prayer.
My grandmother's life has been amazing. She is an example of what it is to be God's servant. She is incredibly generous and loving. She's always writing people notes of thanks and praise to brighten their day. She scoots around the nursing home in her Jazzy toting my little boys in her lap...which they absolutely love. She loves Tuesday morning Bible study. She loves sharing Jesus with others.
When she was 15, she was in bed for 3 months because of polio. Because the disease weakened her bones and muscles, she has broken her legs a total of 7 times. She's even broken her hip. Shortly before I was born, she had a benign brain tumor removed. Just two years ago, we were told she was not going to make it out of the hospital when she came down with pneumonia and developed MRSA as a result of her hosptial stay. She was in the hospital a month and two weeks after she returned to the nursing home, she was out and about in her Jazzy. Now as she faces the enemy that will likely take her life, she is smiling. She is so thankful that the Almighty has blessed her with such a full life with a few minor obstacles. She is thankful that He gave her the strength to fight time after time. I pray for His continued strength in her. I pray for healing.