Trusting in God's Faithfulness
It was Valentine’s Day, 2001, that I sat across from my wife, Aimee and thought about how life had changed so much in the last year, and how it was about to change again. Less than four months before, we had been married and while life as newlyweds was wonderful, there was a tinge of apprehension as she battled some of the residual effects of having had ovarian cancer just a year prior. Exhaustion and fatigue were the rule of the day, and we wondered if there was something wrong besides the fact that we were excited to be expecting our first child. Our doctor had requested that we have an ultrasound to see if her remaining ovary was okay, or if there was a problem that could be indicating that the cancer had returned. There was also that worrisome tiny lump on her neck that they couldn’t figure out what it was. So just that morning, we had gone in for the ultrasound and were able to see our child for the first time, and also have a biopsy done on the lump to try and deter