Nelson’s journal 6/28/22

In today’s entry, Nelson “dances around” the everyday question that’s front and center on his mind and then asks God about it.

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June 28, 2022                     

It’s an absolutely unreal time. There is no way it could have been predicted, just like lots of things these days.

It’s like, “Wow! Donald Trump is president.” to “Wow, they actually expect people to walk around with masks on their faces? That will never happen.” to, “Haha! I’m 49 and I just had a baby with the woman of my dreams.” and then all the way to…….. “I can’t believe we live 5 minutes from the Mayo clinic, and I’m getting treated for stage 4 lung cancer.”

There’s almost nothing that would shock me at this point. I can’t even imagine anything getting any crazier, in a way. Then again, I could imagine quite a bit, but I dare don’t even think about it.

Seems to be no limit to what might happen. I guess it’s always been that way, just something seemed to have been holding back. What do I know? I’m a man alive for a little while, but it sure seems weird lately, is all I’m saying.

Tonight Annso and I left Will with Linni [a sister who was visiting] and went to this gun shop, which was more like a guy’s garage, but that’s where the map led. I wanted to ask about shipping my Glock here, and it was one more reason why I’m glad we moved to Minnesota.

I never thought this would be a place I’d like to live. Never considered it for an instant, even though Luke probably invited me more times than Uncle Edward invited me to California. Actually, I like the 4 seasons better anyway. It’s more fitting for me to live and work in.

 

I’m glad we’re here. We looked at a couple duplexes, just walked around the outside and called a realtor. Who knows. Our apartment lease ends in November, but we want to start getting a feel for the market, in case we want to buy something eventually.

It could happen, and I don’t want to let another period of life slip by only at the end of it to say, “I wish I had bought a house when we first got here.”

God has given me more chances than I deserve, and it’s possible he might even give me one more this late in the game. He’s like that, and that’s who I know you to be, Lord. You gave me a baby and a girl who is devoted to me, so why wouldn’t you give me more time?

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“If the Lord wills, we will live and do this or that.” (James 4:15)

Nelson’s journal 6/16/22

Nelson’s medical team has done a biopsy of the mass growing in his neck, dividing it into nine specimens. They’re looking for the “key” that will unlock the specific mutation of Nelson’s exact cancer. If they can find that, he has a chance of survival—at least for several more years.

Simultaneously, the rabid lung cancer is growing so fast that they decide to do a series of general chemo treatments while waiting to find the mutation. He received the first treatment on June 7, before he left the hospital. It felt good to actually be doing something to fight the cancer directly.

Meanwhile, Nelson felt energetic enough to do something he’s always loved to do: go car shopping. He liked everything about this hunt for a used but good vehicle, and though my car has been available thus far, he knew he and Ann Sophie would need one of their own eventually. Since he’s always been partial to Hondas, he began by looking for a Honda Pilot that would be good in the deep snows of a Minnesota winter.                                      

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June 16, 2022 

5 am.

I’m up here at our little apartment near Mayo. I’m thankful this morning for a lull in the action, for all the people who love me, for money to do all these things with, and that Annso and I never struggle with it or between us.

I’m thankful for our great marriage that’s always such a pleasure to be committed to, for friends who come by and all the gifts people send. For the friends back in YWAM Kona, for the Chemo treatment we have available to us thus far. I’m grateful for a little health coming back day-by-day, that I had a movement today already and it’s only 5:15 am.

I’m thankful for the turn the country is seeming to make toward a conservative leadership, for these “woke” people who act the whole way crazy so good people can see them for what they are and get rid of their influence once and for all.

I’m thankful for how tragedy brings people together and how two of my brothers are coming up to Luke’s place this weekend with maybe DY. I’m thankful that Rob and Ken are coming.

I’m thankful you knew all my days before one of them came to pass, Lord, and that they are written in your book. I’m thankful for Little Will, for Mom and Annso, the little group we have here at this apartment in Rochester day after day.

 

 

I’m thankful for our newly acquired Honda Pilot and how fun it is to see Annso drive it around, an SUV in America, and how nothing like that is running around Europe.

11 pm.

 A good day overall. Lots more to be grateful for as we went along. Got the Pilot (a 2011) fixed up real good with some new brakes, and the dealer buffed out the headlights for me real good. All of it with the alignment diagnosis and hearing that mostly everything has been well-taken-care-of was good news to me.

Just $745 to get that info and the rest of it. No wonder they have the money to give you fancy waters and coffee while you wait for your car to get fixed. I told the service manager about my cancer, because he asked, and I think I made a new friend. He told me he would do whatever he could to help and even asked if I golfed or anything.

Of course I can’t right now, but the people in Minnesota here are some of the nicest people we’ve come across in ages.

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“What does the Lord require of you? To love kindness….” (Micah 6:8)

Nelson’s journal 5/6/22  

Nelson’s poor health is lingering without improvement. But he’s hoping it’ll resolve before their summer vacation begins when they hope to drive an RV from California to the Ark Encounter in Kentucky–connecting with 28 family members there. The medical community is still describing his symptoms as a thyroid problem.

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My thyroid is in and out. Yesterday was pretty good but with lots of fatigue in the afternoon, but today was fatigue pretty much all day and nausea later on. Not the most pleasant disease in the world.

Long term sickness is no fun with an uncertain timeline. Each adjustment in meds takes 3-4 weeks to plain out, then blood work, then another adjustment. Right now I’m not taking anything other than some heartburn meds to see if that has any effect on the cough. So far, nothing has touched that at all.

Seems like the doc thinks that that will plain off once the swelling in the thyroid goes down. No sermons to prepare. Sold the blue truck the other day. Lots of good stuff is happening. Ron Ryan is looking at an RV for me in San Diego for our road trip this Summer. It’s a vintage Toyota from 1979. I hope it’s not too old.

We want to take it from California to the Ark in about 2 week’s time without going on the interstate. Slow but steady. Seems to be in good shape, but they want a little too much for it.

We met with a really sweet Kokua Crew couple to help them decide their future. They are such sweet people, full of faith. “God told me this. God told me that.” They are such a cool expression of God’s heart. Both Annso and I are more the stoic, European/Scandinavian style of people. Less emotional and more practical. Fun to see God work within the differences. Thankful for YWAM and diversity.

It’s Friday night. We’re chilling at home as usual cause it’s too much hassle taking Will anywhere. Hoping the trip works out good with all the movement. We travel well together, so that’s good.

I hope my sickness is somewhat “at bay” by the time we leave, because we really don’t have health care outside the islands unless we pay for it. But here, everything is covered.

Annso is baking again, which is cool. We are getting the parenting thing down a bit, even though we haven’t mastered anything, if that’s even possible at any point. I pray for this sickness to resolve itself and to be normal again without meds at all. I pray it happens before June 22 when we leave. No more nausea, no more fatigue, no more cough. Those are the 3 big things going on all day and night these days. Sure helps not to take your health for granted.

Lord, I have been so healthy all my life, and for that I’m super thankful. I won’t take it for granted again, being able to run, swim, exercise, none of it. If there is something I am doing to create this problem, please let me know so I can correct it.

I’m thankful I drink less coffee this way. I wanted to cut back. Hard to be super nauseous and enjoy anything food or drink-wise. I’m sure thankful I sold that old truck for $3000. Not a big deal compared to what others are doing, but for me, it was a small victory. To resurrect something that would otherwise have gone to the junkyard, to get it running and totally legal. I thought that was pretty good.

Never did take it off road, but the 4×4 worked, so that’s cool. I’m thankful for the place you put us, the freedom we have, for the end of the Little Red Church, for the end of my career as an electrician, short-lived as it was, and for YWAM days, one after another so we can spend time together as a new little family.

I’m thankful for the cool little vehicles we have, the Miata, the Civic, the Ruckus, Metro, and the Shadow. Fun to have so many wheels all in the same place. Thankful for Ron Ryan who is looking at this RV for me. Thankful for your leading even when we don’t know.

I’m thankful that I didn’t go lead the guy’s prayer room after hearing the voice of God teaching me. Lord, you spoke through that magazine that said, “Hit the Road,” and that’s how faithful you are. Thankful that people actually want to hear my testimony. For the awesome grounds crew and their submission to what I ask, and their hard work and flexibility toward me. What a blessing.

Thank you for the summer and how Greg is thinking about coming back and helping me run the grounds team while we’re gone. Thank you that we are going to have a great staff team that prays and takes care of the place. Thank you Lord that you always give us what we need and way more. Thank you for Annso and Will and how you brought that to pass, the miracle it is.

Thank you for our parents. Thank you that you make seeing them possible this Summer. Thank you that I am speaking at the Korean Foundation School next week. What a cool thing. Thank you that you have given me the teaching already. I pray for the right words and that you would help me to include what I need to and leave out things that are not relevant to little kids.

Thank you for the Titus Project and what it taught me back in the day in Montana. I pray that you would lead us on the right road from California to Nashville in the Summer, or whichever way we take.

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“O Lord, if I have found favor in your sight, do not pass by your servant.” (Genesis 18:3)