It's amazing how quickly life can take a sharp turn. This morning, all was generally well in my life. I could have used a little more sleep, but other than that, I was doing quite well.
About an hour ago, my mom called to tell me that my dad's PSA levels were on the rise. Everything came to a screeching halt.
Four years ago, my dad was diagnosed with prostate cancer. They removed his prostate and felt pretty good that the cancer had been contained and they'd gotten it all. However, it now appears they did not.
In six months, his PSA levels have doubled. They'll check again in six months to see where his levels are. Until then, it's kind of a waiting game. A miserable, frightening, confusing, unknown waiting game. It could be years before anything serious develps. Or, it could be much, much sooner.
My first instinct is to pray, but I'm not sure what to pray for. For my dad to be healed? For patience while we wait? For answers? For all of the above?
I'd really like to ask God to turn back the clock a few hours...