◦ I am sitting in a pew toward the back of the sanctuary on the left side of the church, and I am about to burn up. The stained glass windows are lit up, and they are shining bright and beautiful from the sun lighting up the morning sky. I am so weary I just want to sleep. I do not feel like singing, but I soldier on.

◦ I have heard that people who go to church tend to live longer on average. I have also read that once someone goes through chemo and radiation treatment that person is never quite the same.

◦ I believe I am not the same as I once was before my treatment; mentally or physically, and some people may think I am lazy; the truth is, I often don’t feel well. I am not saying this to get sympathy from anyone, but just so there is no misunderstanding; in other words, I am a hard worker.

◦ I wrote the first part of this post a couple of Sundays ago. I do not know why, but I get inspiration to write while my wife is presenting Gods word; do not worry, as I listen and hear everything she says. I need to write when I can as long as it is not totally inappropriate.

◦ I have been trying to post more frequently, and I think I have done a pretty good job. I also try to remember stories, but it can be tough especially when I probably suffer from chemo brain, as I was warned of that as well after treatment.

◦ Well, it is getting late and I am sleepy, so I better call it a night. Thank you so much for reading this post. I hope I did not bore anyone to death. Take care and good night!

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◦ May God bless you and yours!

Chris