Superhero

When we lived in Salt Lake for a few months after moving back from Texas, I taught the Sunbeam class in church (3-4 year olds). I had all the rowdy kids in my class. They were all a handful except for one little boy. He had spikey hair and always wore a little yellow vest sweater. He was stylin' even at age three. He was always really sweet and I secretly planned  for him to marry Savanah.

On Saturday January 30, 2010, his mom noticed one of his  pupils was bigger than the other. During the exam at the pediatrician's office on the next Monday, she was intructed to go to the emergency room at Primary Children's Medical Center.  Spencer was diagnosed with rhabdomysarcoma-a soft tissue tumor that will require months of chemo and radiation. The tumor has affected his smile but not his spirit. One day as they were driving home from the hospital and Spencer was obviously in a great deal of pain, he said, "I know someone who had more pain than me." His mom asked who. He replied," Jesus".

Here is a link to their blog. Warning: It is not for the faint of heart. I cry every time I read it. It is the thoughts, feelings, and raw emotions of a mother with a child diagnosed with cancer. Having said that, I think it should be required reading for anyone who thinks they are having a bad day.

http://mysuperspence.blogspot.com/

I don't know why some people have to deal with really big trials when my life seems so simple. I do know that we can learn from others to appreciate all that we have. I also know the world needs a few more superheroes.