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Ken Parme's avatar

The future is an odd being. 9 years ago I was diagnosed with inoperable pancreatic cancer and was expected to last 2 years if I was lucky. After a whole year of chemo and a few cyberknife radiation sessions, the tumor never did shrink enough to remove, but at this point it is not growing or spreading. (next scan in May). 9 years ago when I was diagnosed, the future was vague to me, and what’s weird is that it still is. Vague. You would think that with a heads up on my impending lack of time, that I would have a more distinct, and perhaps decisive idea about my future, but I don’t. I continue to walk just taking it all minute by minute, which is good I know, but honestly I’m just not sure how I should hold the idea of the future (other than lightly). 💜

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Yme Woensdregt's avatar

Once again, Diana, thank you for this wonderful reflection. In some ways, it reminds me very much of Walter Brueggemann's way of viewing the Psalms as psalms of orientation, psalms of disorientation, psalms of new orientation. Your notion of relocation, I think, is similar to discovering and naming the new orientation, which is the work of those who follow Jesus. Thanks!

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