My counts are down today, but that is normal and explains my fatigue. My donor cells are working. They are just producing baby cells right now and it take them time to mature. With time I will have more and more mature cells in production and I will have more strength. It likes how you and I mature in our faith walk. My doctor thinks I am doing excellent. I tease her that she wants me to be the poster boy for my rare 10;17 chromosomal condition. I am number twelve in the world with this dubious diagnosis and it may warrant her a good research paper. She shuns with great humility when I suggest it is to her credit. Blessings on Dr. Silverman.

In the meantime, this adventure is like many, an always uphill struggle. But if it were not so, what would make it an adventure? A walk in the park is pleasant but not nearly the adventure as a mountain climb or a white rafting experience. Don’t settle for the easy life, content with whatever pleasures sidetrack you. The treasures of heaven are here now, not just when you die. Find your adventure. Stick to it. The ultimate adventure is living life with Christ in good times and in struggles. There is a sustaining joy, a supernatural strength to bear up under the challenge, a companionship that never ever abandons. It is found not only in the great adventures but in the adventures and troubles of every day living. It is yours for the asking: forgive me Lord Jesus, accept me, teach me, be with me.