Oct 30- west coast - my advice is sit before Jesus in your secret place of praying and do this each morning for a brief period -talk to Jesus and ask for a miracle . I will be praying for your brother . God has used me at times in healing since the 1980s when I prayed for a healing ministry . I can’t promise you that your brother will be healed but I will pray for him. If you agree to sit each morning in your secret place please send me a REPLY -message with YOUR FIRST NAME and your BROTHER’s FIRST NAME. I will wait for a reply -message if you choose to send me a message . God bless - we must accept what is God’s Will. Burt

I feel for you brother. I made a woman leave my house recently because she wasn't holding her own, she was using me up, she spoke of witchcraft, denies God(basically thinks mother nature is our God), and then after I broke up with her she really solidified everything... She started making fun of me and saying she was trolling me at this point... Saying I think I'm on some higher level. I said I don't think I'm better than anyone but I can live or be with someone that lives the way you do. We lived together for about six months before I came to my senses. My kids weren't a priority to her but her's were mine. All kinds of things were off. I just wanted love so bad. Selfish I know. But now I'm finding the rejoice in suffering. I prayed for your wife brother. I pray she finds God so that y'all can be happy and on the same page.

I hope you can step away from yourself during this time when your mom needs a little help. As someone who survived cancer, I can say there is no understanding of WHY. My kids were in early 30s, so if you are much younger, that's very hard. I was satisfied that my kids were established in their marriages. I was no longer their only family. They had family. I've always been private about problems. My daughter-in-law found out about my cancer diagnosis before I did. She was able to look up my test result because she was a nurse. When I went into hospital for my second surgery, I opened my eyes, looked down at the foot of the hospital bed...and there were the children. I was not happy. My first thought was, "if it isn't bad enought that I must deal with this cancer, now I have to deal with the kids." What a downer. * Everyone has different opinions about what doctor, what treatments, what surgery. My friend Joanie refused chemotherapy. Ironically, she had avoided chemicals in things like cleansers and even bug spray all her life because she was afraid they would give her cancer. More recently I lost my best friend Rosemary. She had a kidney removed years ago and the cancer had slowly spread. She chose to have no treatment at all for cancer that was slowly growing in several places. She had seen the suffering of those who suffered years of terrible sickness from treatments, only to die at the end. * i prayed honestly prayed that your mother gets through this like me. There are a lot more successes than there used to be. Because my kids were there, I made decisions that included what they wanted--what they seemed to need. My husband left me the day after my first chemo treatment. After more than 30 years of marriage, I was very sick and I wasn't going to be better in a few days or a week. I guess I had no value? He said, "I can't handle this," and he cleaned out our accounts and left. Stand by your mom. She will need some help. But the bottom line...the biggest lesson is this. Bad things happen to good people. When I recovered, I had a whole different relationship to the homeless, to the drug users and even to a few prostitutes I met. Bad things happened to innocent children, and those children became damaged adults. I had worked in the church. I had memorized many verses, but chemotherapy had temporarily damaged my memory. All I could remember is "God is good, and his mercy endures forever." God is no less good today than he was on the first day when Light came into the world. We were made to be his beloved children. People did not care for one another, or the earth, or even him. Now, the earth groans together with the Godly. Bad things happen to good people. I have been with the dying when Jesus comes. It is true that we never experience death. Our heart, soul and mind are not physical, but that is the "me" that steps away with Jesus when he comes. And then, the body dies without me. A believer never dies. I hope your mother has many more years to be with you. ♡

Death can bring you closer to god and Jesus. That's up to you

Thank you for clarifying this...important to read the WHOLE chapter for context