"My Little Hero-Xander Moore"

I saw my doctor today and she has decided with my cancer markers being up, it was time to switch my chemo treatment. I do get to have one more week off from chemo since I will be traveling to Virginia this weekend for a friend's daughter's wedding and I will start my new round of chemo next Wednesday.  It's not actually a new chemo to me, it is the original one I started with.  The only difference, I will be doing a weekly dose verses every 3 weeks.  She is putting me on Taxol and I will continue with Avastin.  I know many have wondered why I still have hair while I'm taking chemo.  I could lie and say I was wearing a wig, but the truth is, not all chemos make you lose your hair.  Since I am going back on the original chemo drug, I will lose my hair again.  I am so thankful I kept my hats and will probably be on the look out for more cute ones. Hair loss is no big deal to me, living each day and enjoying the life God has blessed me and having time with my family and friends is what matters to me. 

I guess you can say another chapter of my life is about to take place and I am thankful that God is in control of each chapter.

I attended the funeral of an 11 year old boy yesterday, Xander Moore, that lost his fight with cancer.  He was my hero and inspiration and honestly none of it makes sense.  I don't understand why his parents, grandparents, siblings and other family members have to face such an horrific loss.  There is no doubt this young man trusted Jesus to take care of his life and he had no fear in death.  He was ready to go, but I don't think others were ready for that day to ever take place.  I'm sure Xander would love to let everyone know that he didn't lose the fight, he gained the victory of seeing Jesus face to face and knowing eternity was worth living for. His short years of life impacted more people than the average 50 year old adult could ever hope to impact.  His funeral service was a reflection of the many people that he touched and I'm sure so many more that couldn't attend that would have been there for his family.  I pray my eyes will remain on Jesus the way his were and that no matter how many days of life I have left, may each day count for God's glory. 

Click here to read the post I shared about Xander last year-almost a year to the date.

I Timothy 6:12-16 "Fight the good fight of the faith.  Take hold of the eternal life to which you were called and about which you made the good confession in the presence of many witnesses.  I charge you in the presence of God, who gives life to all things, and of Christ Jesus, who in his testimony before Pontius Pilate made the good confession, to keep the commandment unstained and free from reproach until the appearing of our Lord Jesus Christ, which he will display at the proper time-he who is the blessed and only Sovereign, the King of kings and the Lord of lords, who alone has immortality, who dwells in the unapproachable light, whom no one has ever seen or can see.  To him be honor and eternal dominion. Amen"

I believe Xander fought the good fight of faith and there were many witnesses to testify about his life.  I pray many prayers will continue for his family as they fight hard for God's grace to reign over their grief.

"Today is the day the Lord has made, I will rejoice and be glad in it."