Thursday, January 10

A brother's testimony....

I've asked and received permission to post this testimony of a dear brother on my blog. The honor is mine and the glory is God's. But I want you to read the words written by my brother in Christ.
He has endured a struggle that has taxed everything and his family is not weaker for it, but stronger as is he himself. It is a blessing to see such an awesome testament to God's mercy and grace. Please read this through to the end and read the last part. I have posted on the lefthand side of the blog the logo for his business with a link. If you feel led to use his service, please access through the novi address, and if you know of a business or are a business owner who wants to reach customers with savings, Bill is the man to talk to.
May the Lord bless you as you are blessed....
In His service, broken and restored........

Jim


My Sincere Thanks

My Dear Friends,

I wanted to take a Moment and express my deep gratitude and appreciation for each one of you (and all of those that pray for me that I’ll never meet). My wonderful wife Tammy has been sending out updates on my condition since the start of this thing, and as I’m on the road to recovery I want to take a Moment and thank all of you personally. I can’t express to you how thankful I am for your encouragement and prayers during this time. I can however take the time to share my testimony of how God is working in my world (which by the way includes you!). So if you care to read on I’ll share with you a bit of the story. Most of all thank you for having the heart that you do, caring, lending a hand, and praying for me and my family during this crisis. We love you and please don’t hesitate to let us be a blessing to you as you have been to us should you need anything!



The Attack

From a physical Earthly perspective this whole experience for me has been a nightmare. From a Godly perspective it has been an incredible blessing, especially each one of you.

We know that Satan is the “ruler of the kingdom of the air” Eph 2:2 but our God is the King of Kings and ruler of all. He is in the business of taking what the enemy dishes out and making something good out of it and that is exactly what He is doing in this situation. I want to share with you a few ways that our Father has “turned a scar into a star” for me through this disease. First I need to set the scene of the emotional depth of this attack; this will help explain the awesomeness of how God is working here.



When I was 13 years old my father died. He was not a follower of Christ though he did have a couple year stint where he was quite intense in a walk with the Lord as a young adult. He eventually abandoned his walk with the Lord but fortunately he re-accepted Jesus a few days before he passed away. When my Dad was 42 he was diagnosed with cancer, I was 12 years old. He passed away at age 43, and I was 13. For a guy it is common to get a little “freaked out” when you think about “outliving your father”. I’ve read that this is quite a “normal” thing to think about, so for the last couple of years it’s been on my mind as I approach the ripe young age of 43. More importantly the details lie in the tragedy of a 13 year old boy dealing with death with no support system.



In January of 1979 Dad passed away, family came from all over the country for the funeral, and then returned to their homes and lives. My Mom, sister and I were left with no support system, church support (my Mom wasn’t the church going type then) or for that matter any other kind of friends or family that would help us get back on our feet. Consequently at age thirteen I had to learn to deal with this grief and tragic loss of my hero Dad while dealing with hormones, trying to figure out who I was, and watch my Mom and sister suffer the loss at the same time. I felt abandoned and alone; needless to say it was a rough road for many years and the lack of proper healing took its toll on my life with many poor decisions.



At age 42 I was diagnosed with cancer, my son Alex is age 12. The same age as my Dad, my son is the same age as I was, and I had the same disease; what are the chances of that happening on its own? (Not very high I would bet) To me it was a clear attack on my fears of outliving my Dad, or worse yet meeting the same fate in the same way, not only for me but for my young son as well. (Pretty freaky huh?)

All of these thoughts and fears are / were in direct conflict with my personality and how I think; I’m a fairly positive person with an optimistic outlook on things. It didn’t take long in prayer for God to reveal to me the nature of the attack – the enemy laid this disease on me at this time in my life to disrupt the very core of who I am. He threw the worst tragedy that I have ever experienced at me and hit me right between the eyes with it. He would have loved to have shaken my faith, bring up the brokenness of a 13 year old abandoned boy, and especially to throw me off my walk with the Lord.



Redemption in the Father



God would have none of that though; He gave me you!!! This time it would be totally different, I would not be left alone, I would not fend for myself, I would be comforted and supported, and I have no doubt I will live and not die!!!

The first thing He revealed to me was His love for me through the body of Christ, you! So many people in our church family came up to me and gave me their support and assurance that they would be praying for me. Some even stopped me, pulled me to the side, laid hands on me and led powerful prayers right on the spot! I left church many times shedding tears of thanks and feeling the rock solid love of our Father. He let me know without a doubt through so many people and through how He led me in the reading of His Word that I was not alone and that:



Ps 91:11 for he will command his angels concerning you

to guard you in all your ways;

12 they will lift you up in their hands,

so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.




What an awesome Father we have! If you look at it I have a 180 degree spin on the situation. I have now in abundance everything I need and did not have when I lost my Dad. I have no doubt that I will heal and that God will help me to see His purpose in all of this. The first purpose I’m quite sure is the story I just told. To see Him in His people working for one of His sick children is an awesome thing. I’ve been on the other side of it praying diligently for others but it has taken on a whole new meaning now. There is much, much more to the story; just know that I see very clearly how God worked through you for me in a time of dire need – Thank you.

Now – January 9, 2008

Many of you ask how I’m doing and those that I haven’t seen in a while are probably curious. January 8th marks 3 weeks post treatments! I still have tremendous trouble eating but I am managing to gain some of the 45lbs I lost back. Each day seems to be a little bit better, with coordination returning, small side effects from the treatments subsiding and my body returning to normal. I still can’t taste very well; they say 6 months for taste to recover. My saliva glands are malfunctioning (which is normal after this type of treatment) and they may be that way permanently only time will tell. On the good side the radiation burns on my neck are nearly gone. My tongue is the worst part though; it was damaged pretty badly by the radiation. Nearly all foods burn like the spiciest Mexican or Cajun food you’ve ever had, not good! Eating is a full time battle right now, I’m just praying that God will heal my tongue completely – I love to eat!!! I am standing in faith that He will heal me and I believe that He will! I go back for CAT and PET scans mid to late February to confirm what we already know – the tumor and cancer are gone, healed by our Father in heaven!

Thank you again for your support during this; know that you’ve shown God’s love for me. A ride, a word, a handshake and a look in the eye, a hug, a card, a phone call, a meal. You’ve made a real difference in my life – you’ve cemented my faith in God that He would never leave or forget me. Thank you!

Your Brother in the Lord,

Bill

P.S.

Many of you have asked how you can help. There is one small way that would be greatly appreciated.

Two weeks before the diagnosis I started a new business – it is a local business marketing firm that utilizes the internet to deliver money saving coupons to area residents for local merchants. Needless to say with the treatments and illness that goes along with that starting the business was slow. Financially things have been tough – God has provided but it has been a struggle. There are nearly 15 businesses signed up. I’m back to work now and out working to drive local business for merchants and save customers money. One way you can help is to check out the site and if you’re interested sign up for the weekly update. It’s simple, you can unsubscribe at any time, and your email is kept private, and is of no cost to you. The site is: http:/novi.suddenvalues.com. It would help by getting more names in the data base for the merchants to see the business growing. Feel free to forward the site and/or coupons that you like to friends and family as well. If you know of a business that might be interested in hearing about the service let me know as well. Thanks again – you’re the best! Bill

Bill Adams

b.adams@suddenvalues.com

http;//novi.suddenvalues.com/

http://www.suddenvalues.com/

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On the night you were betrayed.....

"I walked a mile with Pleasure,
She chatted all the way,
But left me none the wiser
For all she had to say.

I walked a mile with Sorrow
and ne'er a word said she;
But, oh, the things I learned from her
When Sorrow walked with me!"
Robert Browning


"What good is a birthright?" Esau thought when Jacob offered him some food for the distant blessing from Isaac. 'What good,' we often think, 'is looking to God's purpose for us if we are in the midst of trials and tribulations now?"

"On the night he was betrayed...." is the verse that keeps going through my head as I face that one thing we all will face and have to deal with; betrayal. Either a friend, a family member, or a spouse, we will all come to the point where we have to dealt with the emotional struggle there. Either we will come through with our faith intact or shattered into dust.

And that was all I could think about, the continued situation I've not asked for and not expected. But then, it hit me this morning during my ride to work, so hard I pulled into a parking lot of the church where I had given a euology for my dear congregational member, Jean. God was speaking so so softly that I almost missed His voice.......

I don't know the artist, but the song was "And He still calls me Son." At least, I think so. I've heard it before on WMUZ, which is practically the only station I listen to anymore and have for sometime. It's about the prodigal son, at least that is what the story was once called, and his expectation of reception from his father.

I was devastated......tears flowing down my face as thick as the Niagra Falls..and I realized that I had been brought to my knees by this devastating thing....not by God...but God had a lesson to teach. And He knew when I would be ready to hear those words of wisdom and grace.

The song goes, "He just ran to me, and he kissed my face. He would not let go of me......somehow he put his cloak on me. And still, he called me son." Probably not verbatim, but hey....I was in an emotional, knee bent, heart crying out state and should be forgiven.

"I am not your father," God said, "I am your God, who is your Heavenly Father." I had been boxing God into the image I had of my father. And it wasn't the image that was true. My earthly father was a broken, sinful, and wounded man and I still pray that he has taken the gift upon the death of his earthly body.....but the wounds I have experienced with him has colored my perspective of my Heavenly Father. And I felt that He had betrayed me and the service I've given due to another's action.

But, in that time I spent in that parking lot....I've realized that I've hit another milestone in the journey. And painful as it may be, God is bringing me to a place where He is glorified and honored, and I will have the character and perservance to endure the struggles that that place will have.

I know that the directions He is leading me to is going to be it's own reward as I watch men becoming men of God, the way we were designed to be and not what we have been. And it won't be me doing the redeeming or even the changing but the Holy Spirit that has indwelled with the men and the ministries I have been graced with in the last six months. What a day that will be.......

I am my Father's son......and damn proud to be counted as a "Beloved Son".