Have you ever talked on the phone with someone that continually yawns throughout the whole conversation? I have, and it's a little unnerving.
An article from the University of Cincinnati states – – –
A means of expressing powerful emotions like anger and rejection. "Often, for whatever reason, people are not comfortable expressly verbalizing anger, boredom, disagreement or rejection. Thus, the yawn states for them, 'I'm rejecting you. I'm not interested in what you have to say. I'm not interested in you as a person.' It can serve as a passive-aggressive means to express hostility, anger or rejection when an individual isn't able to articulate those verbally.
I truly hope that the person or persons that I talk to don't feel this way. Because I truly love them. But it is something to think about.
I go tomorrow for my pet scan. Old happy day " not " LOL.
There's one thing I know, if I know nothing else. I am loved. I am loved by many friends, I am loved by many family members, I am loved by my husband and most importantly I am loved by God.
Until next time, God bless and God save.

Now I know that all you ladies know what this table is for. Yes I was on it today up in Chapel Hill. Let me describe the picture for you. Lying on the table, in the checkup position, LOL. A nurse standing by my side, rubbing my hand very gently as to calm me, LOL, LOL. Four heads crowded between my knees, lol. Three doctors and a PA.
But embarrassment eludes me since I have been under such circumstances many times at Chapel Hill. After all Chapel Hill is a teaching hospital, and when we go there we should expect nothing less.
They said they were going to be very radical with my treatments, " radiation". They will be doing inside treatments for the cervical cancer. There will be at 30% chance that my intestines will be damaged further. For the cancer on my adrenal gland above my kidney, they will be doing what they call " pin point" radiation. Due to the fact that the radiation is being done close to the spinal cord, there is a chance of spinal cord damage. I will be having another pet scan this week to make sure the cancer has not spread anywhere else in my body.
I ask for your prayers, that God lead and guide the person giving my radiation treatments.
Also, I have a prayer request. There was a man in the radiation oncology building who had throat cancer. His neck was red from the radiation burns. He was also swollen in his neck terribly. I don't know this man, I don't know his name, I don't know where he's from, but God knows who he is. He is going though such agony, I felt so sorry for him. So please say a prayer for him. God will know who you're talking about.
Until next time, God bless and God save.

Sometimes I get down spiritually. A Facebook friend lifted me up today when she placed this picture on my page. Even as a Christian that knows better, sometimes I let the devil get to me.
When the devil comes to me and says," you're going to die". I let him get to me, when what I really should be saying back to the him is – – no devil, I'll die when God Almighty says I will die, not you. And when I do die, I'm going to live eternally with the same Lord and Savior that you left in heaven".
When the devil comes to me and says," you will have agonizing pain". I also let that get to me. When what I should be saying back to the devil is" I will suffer nowhere near the pain that Jesus suffered on the cross for me".
When the devil says," Willard will be left all alone with no one to help him". I let that worry me, but instead I should be telling satan, that this same Lord and Savior that holds my hand, will be holding Willard's, and will be leading and guiding him.
Thank you Kathy Spriggs for the spiritual lift today. May God bless you, as you have blessed me.
So I say, get behind me Satan.
Until next time, God bless, and God save.
Thank you again Diane for the hat.

My friend Francis 's husband, Roy, has really been through something in the last few weeks. It all started with finding cancer in his kidney. They removed the kidney, and sent him home to recuperate. Well, Roy wasn't getting much better. In fact he had a heart attack, and was taken to the hospital. While in the unit, Roy had a appendicitis attack. While first going in laparoscopicly to remove the appendix, the doctor found cancer in Roy's intestines. They had to cut him open to remove the cancer. Which due to his just having a heart attack, made the procedure even more dangerous.
Needless to say, each day that I spoke to Francis, and things seem to be getting worse and worse as Roy's stay in the hospital was really a test of survival, and a test of faith. At times, Francis's voice seemed hopeless as one thing after another developed.
I wanted to do something to help her in any way I could. But there was nothing I could do except pray. And be with her if only in heart. I believe with all my heart that my prayer, and those of many others were heard. It's a miracle to me, that an 81-year-old man could go through so much and still survive.
Roy is doing well. I received a call from Francis this morning. She was so excited. Although Roy is weak from all that he's been through, the Dr. said he is doing very well. Plus, there was no cancer found in Roy's lymph nodes. What wonderful news this is.
I know that it will take some time to regain his strength, but God is on his side.
Francis has been such a good friend to me. Even with everything that's going on with Roy, she always asks how I'm doing. Francis has always called me, even before Roy's troubles to find out how I'm doing, and ask if I need anything. She's been a real good friend to me and I love her.
You know, sometimes in this life we meet people and they claim to be our friends. I found out a few years ago,'' who''my real friends were. Those so-called friends, have disappeared and no longer heard from. But you know what, the loss is theirs.
I hope each of you will continue to pray for Francis and Roy.
And while you're at it, pray for this country of ours. Pray that the right candidate gets in office. On the County, state and federal levels. We need a leader in this time of world wide disruption that will lead our nation back to God. One that is not afraid to utter the name of Jesus. We need a God fearing, Jesus following born-again Christian person. We need a person to put that anti-prayer, anti-religion group, ''I think you know who I mean'', in their place and shut them up.
Until next time my friends, God bless and God save.

Well, Monday was chemo day, and all in all it was pretty interesting. The lady that I talked about in my last blog was there again. She's on chemo too. She sat in another room with her husband and her beautiful little daughter. I say again that little girl is the most well behaved child I think I've ever seen. Chemo normally takes five hours, that little girl played quietly for five straight hours. That's just amazing to me.
The lady that sat across from me yesterday was an very sweet person. This is her sixth time with cancer. It seems that each time cancer reoccurs it's worse than the time before. What started out as endometrial cancer has now progressed to lung and breast cancer. Like me, she is a true believer that Jesus Christ is by her side. We don't know why God allows certain things upon us. But we do know,

Roman 8:28
And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.

Yes, I do believe and know, that something good will come from her cancer and mine too. For one thing, no matter how close we think we have a relationship with the Lord, things like cancer and wondering about our mortality will bring us even closer. Having a relationship with Jesus Christ is the most important relationship anyone could have. It seems to me every time I need Him, He's right there. He leaves me with my heart and soul filled with joy. And he gives each of us the understanding that no matter when our earthly life ends, life goes on. It's not the end of our life but rather the beginning of our eternal life with Him in glory.
That's one thing we all need to think about. We will all have to leave these earthly bodies. Whether it's when Jesus comes in the clouds, or we die first. Death will come to these earthly bodies. But death will not come to the soul. Each of us will have eternal life some where!
Where will your eternal life be? I sincerely hope and pray that I will see each one of you in heaven on that glad reunion day.
Until next time, God bless and God save.

She must've been the most well behaved little three-year-old child I've ever seen. The little dark-haired and dark eyed three-year-old, sat on the floor between her mother and father, on a sheet that the nurse had placed there for her. She sat there not one hour, not two hours, but three long hours. Playing ever so quietly with a worn-out stuff toy and some kind of plastic toy. A doctor came in and tried to explain to the young couple that the mother was a very ill person. I heard the Dr. say Mr. Gonzales your wife is very sick, and will be admitted to a room in the hospital shortly. I heard the word leukemia when the doctor spoke it. But no expression on the young couple faces, gave clue that they understood what was being said. And yet, the little three-year-old sat playing ever so quietly, unaware of the tragic circumstances unfolding . The doctor understood that the young couple could not make sense of what was being said, so she called for an interpreter to come in and speak to them. As the interpreter raddled words that were unfamiliar to me. I watched as the young couples faces slowly went from wonderment, to the dreadful understanding of what was wrong with the young wife and mother. And yet the three-year-old played quietly. After the interpreter left, the couple sat speaking quietly to each other. At one moment the father looked down at his little girl, so gently stroking her hair. It's as though he and I were having the same thoughts. Will the mother be around to see the little girl grow up. Would she be there to help the daughter get dressed for her prom, see her get married, or see her grandchildren. The young father tried hard to hold back the tears that were whipping up in his eyes. And just as quickly as that moment happened, they brought a wheelchair in for the his wife, to take her to her room in the hospital.
I have prayed many times for that young couple. For that little family. I don't know them and I know you don't either. But I'm asking you to say a prayer for them. For even if we don't know them, God doesuntil next time God bless, and God save.

Willard and I both have been volunteering at the nursing home for many years now. We have sang, had a daily Bible study group and have given Sunday school lessons. As we did this, we never expected any rewards, any pats on the back, etc.. We did it because we love the Lord, and we grew to love the people, both residents and staff of Golden Years.
Willard and I both were blessed just by having the privilege to know these gentle, loving people. We never thought that we would be blessed in any other way other than that. But blessings seem to be pouring on us lately. First, my sister Jean finding out that I was unable to get my medicine due to lack of money, gave me $50 in which to buy it with. Then we were blessed by Weldon and Kay Glover, with $200, which they gave us to help pay for gas to and from Chapel Hill, plus pay some on our Dr. bills. Sylvia and Diane, employees of Thomas drug gave us a $100 gift card for IGA grocery store. And then today. Willard went to Thomas drugstore to pick up my medicine. When he went to pay for the medicine, he was told that a good Samaritan had given them $500, and told them to choose someone that they knew needed it, to help pay for medicines. They chose Willard and I to give it to. Willard was in tears as he told me the news. He and I both cried tears of joy over this wonderful gift.
I don't know who you are, but if you should somehow read this blog, I'd like to thank you from the very bottom of my heart. May God bless you as tremendously as you have blessed us.
They say you can't see angels, but let me tell you, they're all around us.
I thank God, who knows our every need, for putting this on your heart.
I am just so overwhelmed by your generosity. Again God bless you.
Until next time, God bless and God save.