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So - today was a difficult day in some respects - Desi called earlier with the news that the hopeful prospect for Marci yesterday was not what they were hoping for. In fact, the pathology report showed that the cancer in Marci's colon originated in the breast and it has matastitized to the colon, and as such, was automatically staged a level 4. She will be meeting with drs and specialists and I'm afraid she is in for the fight of and for her life. My prayers are with her and her precious family. I wish I could do something for her...but have no idea what that may be except for my prayers and fasting.

Rich had a busy morning with therapy, labs, and training. I, in contrast, did dishes, practiced the organ, and did some reading. This evening we took the missionaries out to dinner. We went to our favorite Mexican place and it was yummy, as usual.

I learned that my brother, Mike, was released from the hospital last night. I'm hoping he continues to gain strength and that the pain begins to subside.

Today is Wanda and Robert's 21st anniversary. It is so hard to believe that they have been married for that long! Truly it seems as if it were yesterday, but that is obviously not the case! lol. I talked with her this afternoon - meant to wish her a happy anniversary but got sidetracked as she told me about the events of her last few days. She and Robert purchased a new (to them) mini van this past weekend and in an unfortunate series of events she rear-ended another vehicle and it appears that their new van may be totalled! She ended up spending a precautionary 4 hours at the hospital being monitored because of the accident, and gratefully, all is well with Wanda and Eve. Her saga didn't end there though! Last night their basement also flooded and so you can imagine what that has meant in time, energy, and resources! I also learned that they will probably induce Wanda approximately a week early - so I guess I'll be heading to Wisconsin a little earlier than I had supposed. Happy Anniversary, Wanda and Robert!

The events of this past weekend in Paris just keep fueling the airways. Last night two Air France planes were diverted to Salt Lake and Halifax on reports of bomb threats. And, this morning there was a shoot out in France that lasted 6-7 hrs and resulted in the death of two reported terrorists. The issues with the refugees continues to pose problems and the world is in turmoil. It is the subject of conversations everywhere and is unsettling, to say the least. I feel like I need the wisdom of Solomen at this point. I hate the idea that the only way to defend against this insanity is to kill everyone, but it doesn't seem that hearts are capable of being turned. The threats continue to grow and ISIS has sent warnings that Washington, D.C. and NYC are next. They already brought down the Russian airliner a couple of weeks ago and I have no reason to doubt that these lunatics are intent on doing just what they say they're going to do. Obama and the Congress are at odds and the media just keeps things broiling. I know there are reasons to hope but you can certainly understand the angst that is abroad in the land. So - how do I feel? What should I do? I don't trust the President of the U.S. at all...he's proven himself to be an outright liar...again and again. His sympathies seem to lie with the Muslims and the terrorists...and his entire advisory board seems to echo his sympathies. I actually feel like this is a secret combination at the highest level of my government and I find the Republicans feckless and weakkneed - if not duplicitous. I struggle to try to determine the truth of these matters and to know where/who to trust - besides the Lord. Too often I feel like we, the American people, are pawns in a big chess game or puppets with our strings being pulled...not unlike how I felt about the economic crises of 2007/8. Surely our constitution is hanging by a thread...I just wish I knew what I could do to advocate for the right.... Obviously it would help if I knew what the right was in this matter! Amazingly I don't feel consumed with fear or doubt about the outcome...just don't want my children and grandchildren to have to live through this stuff. I would sure like them to know the idyllic world I grew up in and to have the carefree world of a child.