Finishing up Week One, Wind and Radiation Machines

Progress report: As far as the radiation is concerned: 3 down, 25 to go. I started listening to a book, yesterday, to make better use of my drive time. So far, other than the drive back and forth the "Disruptor" hasn't disrupted my life much at all. (I talk about the Disruptor in a previous post.)

I seem to be tolerating the meds I'm on with little if any negative side effects. 

I find it really odd that I've lain down on the radiation machine table (the machine is called a "medical linear accellerator"), watched the big ring rotate around me, listened to the noise it makes, and have yet to feel anything. I have good reason to believe, though, that it is doing something. I'm told that later I may feel some tenderness at the points where the radiation enters my body. I'll be glad to continue with the no-feeling syndrome, but we'll see.

I finish up the first week of this six weeks of radiation treatment today. I'm looking forward to the weekend break.

Even in our physical world, there are unseen, unfelt phenomena that have very real impact. When Jesus had his famous conversation with Nicodemus He said, “The wind blows where it wishes and you hear the sound of it, but do not know where it comes from and where it is going; so is everyone who is born of the Spirit.” (John 3:8) We've learned a lot about weather patterns in the last two millennia. School children know way more about the ways of air currents than Nicodemus did, but, now, we regularly interact with, and even depend on, so many more things that we know almost nothing about than at any time in history. To paraphrase, "The radiation machine turns where it wishes and I hear the sound of it, but I don't know what it is doing, yet I believe it is doing good."

If I look at almost any single point in my life, I find the work of the Lord unpalpable. Yet when I look at the long-term I see change for the better.

In a few hours I'll lay down on the radiation machine table again. I probably won't feel anything happening, but I believe something--something important to me--is happening. It kind of changes the way I see faith. 

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