I got online during lunch to find an answer to a question a child asked. I do not remember the question nor which child asked, because as my email inbox popped up I saw the title to an email from my sister.
Her son has melanoma.
And it's not in the early stages either.
It is rare enough in a youth (he's 14) that no one in their area is equipped to deal with it. They've been sent to a cancer center for surgery and further lab work. It's on his head. One of the tasks ahead is to see if it has metastasized into his brain.
It is terrifying.
I counted my own children--sniffling from the illness that has plagued them for the past 2 weeks--and thanked God for their health. Then I pleaded for my nephew to be healed. Then I thought of all of the mothers who are dealing with serious illnesses in their children and I petitioned heaven on their behalf as well.
And I wonder . . . what can I do to help?