This afternoon, in the same hour of the same day that one week ago brought the phone call about Joshua's diagnosis, his mom called to say they were home. Before they were discharged, Dr. Boop (God help him for all the dumb jokes about his name he must have endured) told my friends that while the biopsy report won't be in for another ten days to two weeks, he didn't need to see any paper to know where things are. And where things are is Joshua's tumor was benign, and his surgeon got all of it. Dr. Boop is a world-renowned authority in the diagnosis and removal of childhood brain tumors. People come from all over the world for this good man to take care of their children. We are very, very blessed to have him in Memphis.
I have often enjoyed the sight of Joshua and his brothers, the full regiment of quads, playing, singing, painting or whatever else that four four-year-old boys can think up. I don't think that sight was ever more beautiful than this afternoon. And we now know that we will be watching them throughout their growing up years.
Up from the grave he arose! Alleluia!
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