Because Rick was several years older than I, we generally assumed that I would care for him in all the old age afflictions: forgetfulness, deafness, incontinence, stubbornness, and some of the more serious possibilities such as heart attacks, strokes, or cancer. I was never afraid of caring for him under these circumstances because he did so much to take care of me. But I never wanted him to suffer through any of these seeming eventualities either.
When I think of how he died, I can be nothing but thankful. I’m thankful that he wasn’t sick, he didn’t suffer, and he had no pain. Almost everyone who knew him, including his physician, responded to learning of his death with this exact phrase: “But he was so healthy!” Then we all catch ourselves and think how ridiculous that sounds given that he still died.
I realize that not everyone gets sick and I know that Jesus is my healer, but we promised “in sickness and in health.” Sometimes I wonder, though, who will care for me when I’m sick? Who will bring me medicine when I can’t get out of bed? Who will make me eat some lunch when I know it won’t stay down? I wouldn’t say I worry about these things but I do think about them sometimes.
Wouldn’t it be awesome if we didn’t have to be sick at all? I know it’s possible to eradicate a disease (think small pox) and to vaccinate against them (think chicken pox, polio, diphtheria, and tetanus). I’m walking 60 miles in three days on August 13, 14, and 15 to help bring about the eventuality of eradicating breast cancer.
Guys, wouldn’t you do almost anything to make sure your wife doesn’t have to suffer through this cancer, or worse, die from it? One in eight women gets breast cancer and your donation will fund research that will bring about this cure. Make a donation in honor of that woman you love by following the link on my blog or on my Facebook page. If you’d like to send a special note to her, I’ll arrange that for you too. Remember, you enjoy those breasts almost as much as she does.
“May your fountain be blessed, and my you rejoice in the wife of your youth. A loving doe, a graceful deer – may her breasts satisfy you always, my you ever be captivated by her love” (Proverbs 5:18-19).
Ricky Lee Mosher June 21, 1955 to November 22, 2008
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Monday, July 26, 2010
Monday, July 19, 2010
One in Eight
Think of your most favorite eight women in your life. Just eight. These are women who listened to you complain or cry – like when work was frustrating or when Rick died. These are women who fed you spiritually or physically – like at regular iHop breakfasts or Panera lunches. These are women who made you laugh and smile – like when they played dress up or when they asked you to read a story to them.
Undoubtedly some of these women might yet still be just girls, or they might be girls who have grown into beautiful women. But one in eight women will get breast cancer in her lifetime. Which of these wonderful eight women in your life would you choose to have breast cancer? You have to pick one because, statistically speaking, one of them WILL get breast cancer. Which one would you pick?
I think of my daughter and of having watched her grow from this darling red-headed two-year-old into a beautiful woman and mother. I think of my daughter-in-law and the precious life she is making for her family. I think of my kind-of-but-not-really daughter who loves me no matter what. I think of my oldest granddaughter and the day she realized that she and I were the only two people in the family with blond hair and blue eyes. And I think of my youngest granddaughter whose smiley jabbering I could listen to for hours.
Which of these women do I choose to assign breast cancer? Yes, Jesus died so that we don’t have to choose and so that our life can be eternal. For this I am so thankful. Yet we still live in a fallen world which means that breast cancer still hurts the people we love most.
My challenge to you is to give to Susan G. Komen 3-Day for the Cure on behalf of all the women in your life. Sound like a big task? It is. Allow the Holy Spirit to bring an amount to mind and then give that amount for each of the girls in your life. Isn’t a little financial sacrifice worth the hope of saving these girls from this disease?
Rebecca, Katie, Jessica, Kyhana, and Addie – I love you way more than the $50 I am pledging for each of you. I pray they find a cure so that you and your children and your grandchildren never have to experience breast cancer in your lifetime.
Click on the link on my blog at the right or on my Facebook page to make your donation today. I challenge you!
“Although you have been forsaken and hated, with no one traveling through, I will make you the everlasting pride and the joy of all generations. You will drink the milk of nations and be nursed at royal breasts. Then you will know that I, the Lord, am your Savior, your Redeemer, the Mighty One of Jacob” (Isaiah 60:15-16).
Undoubtedly some of these women might yet still be just girls, or they might be girls who have grown into beautiful women. But one in eight women will get breast cancer in her lifetime. Which of these wonderful eight women in your life would you choose to have breast cancer? You have to pick one because, statistically speaking, one of them WILL get breast cancer. Which one would you pick?
I think of my daughter and of having watched her grow from this darling red-headed two-year-old into a beautiful woman and mother. I think of my daughter-in-law and the precious life she is making for her family. I think of my kind-of-but-not-really daughter who loves me no matter what. I think of my oldest granddaughter and the day she realized that she and I were the only two people in the family with blond hair and blue eyes. And I think of my youngest granddaughter whose smiley jabbering I could listen to for hours.
Which of these women do I choose to assign breast cancer? Yes, Jesus died so that we don’t have to choose and so that our life can be eternal. For this I am so thankful. Yet we still live in a fallen world which means that breast cancer still hurts the people we love most.
My challenge to you is to give to Susan G. Komen 3-Day for the Cure on behalf of all the women in your life. Sound like a big task? It is. Allow the Holy Spirit to bring an amount to mind and then give that amount for each of the girls in your life. Isn’t a little financial sacrifice worth the hope of saving these girls from this disease?
Rebecca, Katie, Jessica, Kyhana, and Addie – I love you way more than the $50 I am pledging for each of you. I pray they find a cure so that you and your children and your grandchildren never have to experience breast cancer in your lifetime.
Click on the link on my blog at the right or on my Facebook page to make your donation today. I challenge you!
“Although you have been forsaken and hated, with no one traveling through, I will make you the everlasting pride and the joy of all generations. You will drink the milk of nations and be nursed at royal breasts. Then you will know that I, the Lord, am your Savior, your Redeemer, the Mighty One of Jacob” (Isaiah 60:15-16).
Friday, July 16, 2010
Front Porch Perspectives
Stepping onto the front porch of each and every house on my street, I learned two very important lessons.
First, the front porch of a home communicates a lot about the family living inside. Many front porches conveyed a warm welcome. They were decorated with chairs, signs, or mats of all sorts. The front porches were bright, tidy, and inviting. They almost called me to ring the doorbell. When I walked up to these porches, I felt like the dwellers might just invite me in for lemonade. I don’t understand, though, why those homes with welcome signs were locked.
Some front porches, though, had been taken over by all forms of life. They instilled a sense of fright and made me feel that retreat might be my best option. The air was still and the spiders webs, bird nests, and general tree or flower related debris covered the porch. And the mosquitoes…yikes. To my surprise, though, most of these homes had some very generous indwellers.
Second, I realized that after seven years of living here I know very few people. Mark, Shannon, Margaret, and Sally were all significantly influenced by breast cancer. Mark’s wife died of breast cancer just after Rick died. There may have been other unspoken loved ones impacted by breast cancer too. I even introduced myself to the wife of a boy I used to babysit for; his mother had breast cancer a way long time ago. And Paige was just so darn sweet I am sad to have not known her forever. She invited me back to tell her stories of the walk.
As a community, over the four days I walked door-to-door so far, we’ve raised $621.00 to fight breast cancer. Yea my new friends!
First, the front porch of a home communicates a lot about the family living inside. Many front porches conveyed a warm welcome. They were decorated with chairs, signs, or mats of all sorts. The front porches were bright, tidy, and inviting. They almost called me to ring the doorbell. When I walked up to these porches, I felt like the dwellers might just invite me in for lemonade. I don’t understand, though, why those homes with welcome signs were locked.
Some front porches, though, had been taken over by all forms of life. They instilled a sense of fright and made me feel that retreat might be my best option. The air was still and the spiders webs, bird nests, and general tree or flower related debris covered the porch. And the mosquitoes…yikes. To my surprise, though, most of these homes had some very generous indwellers.
Second, I realized that after seven years of living here I know very few people. Mark, Shannon, Margaret, and Sally were all significantly influenced by breast cancer. Mark’s wife died of breast cancer just after Rick died. There may have been other unspoken loved ones impacted by breast cancer too. I even introduced myself to the wife of a boy I used to babysit for; his mother had breast cancer a way long time ago. And Paige was just so darn sweet I am sad to have not known her forever. She invited me back to tell her stories of the walk.
As a community, over the four days I walked door-to-door so far, we’ve raised $621.00 to fight breast cancer. Yea my new friends!
Monday, July 12, 2010
End Breast Cancer
The Susan G. Komen 3-Day for the Cure is a 60-mile walk over the course of three days in the fight to end breast cancer. I’ll be walking on August 13, 14, and 15 in the Detroit area. That’s 20 miles per day in weather that will very likely be hotter than 90 degrees every day.
Did you know that 1 in 8 women in the U.S. will be diagnosed with breast cancer in her lifetime? 1 in 1,000 men will also be diagnosed. Without a cure, one person will die of breast cancer every 13 minutes in the United States. That's why I'm walking so far. To do something bold about breast cancer for the people I love. Read about my inspiration for Mission #4 on my blog.
Watch me continue to break down walls, build compassion, and show grace as I train for this walk and interact with the thousands of other men and women whose lives have been changed because of breast cancer. You’ll get to hear about the beautiful places I train along with some of the difficulties in training for such a long journey.
Did you know that 1 in 8 women in the U.S. will be diagnosed with breast cancer in her lifetime? 1 in 1,000 men will also be diagnosed. Without a cure, one person will die of breast cancer every 13 minutes in the United States. That's why I'm walking so far. To do something bold about breast cancer for the people I love. Read about my inspiration for Mission #4 on my blog.
Watch me continue to break down walls, build compassion, and show grace as I train for this walk and interact with the thousands of other men and women whose lives have been changed because of breast cancer. You’ll get to hear about the beautiful places I train along with some of the difficulties in training for such a long journey.
Friday, June 25, 2010
Mission #4: Susan G. Komen 3-Day for the Cure
Mission #4 was chosen to honor my dear Aunt Jean and Aunt Jill. They have been supportive to me during this grief walk in ways I never knew I needed and definitely knew I didn't deserve. Now I am going to walk for them! You guessed it; they're both breast cancer survivors.
This walk is for my aunts and their daughters and granddaughters. It’s for my daughters and granddaughters too. I can't stand to look into their pretty faces and wonder if they'll be one of eight women who never get to live a whole lifetime without breast cancer.
This walk for you and all the women in your life too!
Please support me as I take an amazing journey in the fight to end breast cancer! The Susan G. Komen 3-Day for the Cure is a 60-mile walk over the course of three days. Net proceeds from the Susan G. Komen 3-Day for the Cure™ are invested in breast cancer research and community programs. Go to my personalized webpage to make a tax deductible donation today.
This walk is for my aunts and their daughters and granddaughters. It’s for my daughters and granddaughters too. I can't stand to look into their pretty faces and wonder if they'll be one of eight women who never get to live a whole lifetime without breast cancer.
This walk for you and all the women in your life too!
Please support me as I take an amazing journey in the fight to end breast cancer! The Susan G. Komen 3-Day for the Cure is a 60-mile walk over the course of three days. Net proceeds from the Susan G. Komen 3-Day for the Cure™ are invested in breast cancer research and community programs. Go to my personalized webpage to make a tax deductible donation today.
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