I’ve Been This Way Before

I am sorry to have missed my post yesterday, but, to put it discretely, I was indisposed. The human body is a miraculous thing even when it’s not 100%. I am so blessed to be holding my CML at bay with Gleevec that the occasional “inconvenience” is not. I’ll be finding out in a couple of weeks if cutting my dosage in half is still doing the job. If it is, hallelujah! (A chorus resounded by our health insurer which has yet to determine that I’m not worth the extraordinary cost.) I’m guessing that something I share in common with other cancer patients is never having a day pass by that you don’t give at least brief thought to your disease. I somehow acquired a morbid disposition long before I was diagnosed with leukemia, but now knowing has just accentuated the reality. The journey home that I started out on some weeks ago came to rest, as regular readers know, in Platteville. I think that this has happened for a couple of reasons. First, beyond Platteville awaited the realization of evil in ways so painful that I’m not really eager to relive them. And second, it was a metaphor for what I am truly interested in: the homecoming of every human being. Robert Wright has a fascinating article in this week’s TIME, Decoding God’s Changing Moods. His scriptural analysis screams for a theological basis, but he expresses an understanding of God that I am sure many people will be able to identify with. Whether literally or figuratively, I’m happy to resume the quest for my (and your) ultimate home.