People Are Praying for Me

Today our friend Danny from Texas called. His mother, who is an older Tex-Mex lady, wanted to pray with me. So, I got on my knees, and she prayed for 4 minutes with me. Danny said she was the "big guns." Immediately afterward I felt at peace. I know that many people are praying for me, and that may be why I feel so okay about this cancer. Why I want to laugh instead of mope. So thank you, whoever you are saying prayers up into heaven for me. They are working.