“Evan’s chemotherapy week was much better this time. He tolerated the drug well.
The next treatment, starting October 23rd, will be another increase in dosage and should be the optimum dosage amount. Fatigue and loss of appetite symptoms are strongest the week following chemotherapy so this is the tough week. Crank up the prayers!
Evan is still working hard with physical therapy and we are nearing the last of the appointments approved by insurance. During the last few weeks Evan’s mother has been attending all of the sessions and videotaping the movements so we can continue the work at home. His family and friends have been gathering necessary equipment and supplies to exercise at home. We are seeing progress on his left arm. He still has no feeling but is getting some movement. What a praise!
Evan’s speech continues to improve as he keeps learning more words. It is sometimes slow as he searches for a word but his communication is much better.
Evan’s outlook remains positive as he waits to heal and see where God wants him next. He misses his home in Birmingham and looks forward to a visit soon.
Another MRI was performed and we are awaiting those results. Please pray for a good report, confirmation that chemotherapy is doing its job and for Evan’s recovery to be complete.
We are thankful for visits from friends, boxes full of food, laughter, prayers and encouraging texts! Jesus is holding us close and reminding us of the awesome blessing of Himself.
We love you all!” – The Moon family
Life continues to move forward and life keeps us busy. We wonder how our friend is, as he battles that ugly word – cancer. We plan to make a plan to visit more frequently, to text weekly, to make the phone call. Life gets in the way of our intentional acts of loving and we spin around to notice another month has passed and we have meant to act.
Love DOES. Love is stopping to pray. Love is listening through yawns and words that have to be found and may come jumbled. Love sends a joke. Love stops by. Love puts aside our own lives, our own plans and our own schedules to squeeze ourselves into others lives, plans and schedules. Love thinks of the other person first. Love is hard even though it can feel so easy. Love bears one another’s burdens. Love looks more and more like Jesus.
We wait also with Evan. Waiting for the next test, the next chemo round, the next therapy, and the next doctor appointment. We want him to be squeezing back into all our lives – that one who drove around town looking for the repair part, the one who stopped by for a nap on our sofa and the one that comes to eat dinner at our place before he races over for dessert at yours. But, today, as we wait, our challenge is to squeeze our love into his spaces. We squeeze our cars in their driveway, go for a walk in his neighborhood and make French pressed coffee in his kitchen. We squeeze into the gaps of his day, taking the call when it’s convenient for him, not us; sending the text in the middle of the night when God puts it on our hearts; and taking the time to make a crazy fun card and send it by “snail mail” because our little squeeze, into his mailbox, will make him smile.
“For God alone my soul waits in silence; from him comes my salvation. He only is my rock and my salvation, my fortress; I shall not be greatly shaken.” – Psalm 62: 1-2
We wait on God together.
We hope with Evan. We hope with Terry. We hope with Denise. We hope because God keeps filling us with more hope as we wait.
Jesus is our salvation. He’s the rock. He’s the big fortress around us. He’s keeping us protected. He’s the reason we are not shaking. He is our Glory and our safe place. We gather together with the One who is faithful. We gather in piles of leaves, in our recliners, on the hiking trails, at festivals, on couches, over coffee, in the dark of night, when the birds sing and in our hammocks.
We come and we wait together.
“For God alone, O my soul, wait in silence, for my hope is from him. He only is my rock and my salvation, my fortress; I shall not be shaken. On God rests my salvation and my glory; my mighty rock, my refuge is God.
Trust in Him at all times, O people; pour out your heart before him; God is a refuge for us. “ – Psalm 62:5-7
We wait on God alone. As we wait, we hope. And in our hoping, we squeeze ourselves into the crevices of our friend’s new, awkward and temporary world, full of unknowns, waiting, suffering, grief and loneliness. And we squeeze deep in our prayers, our pursuits, our listening. We squeeze in to understand, from the depth of our souls, what it is to battle cancer and how our bit of squeezing helps the Moon’s feel more loved and less alone.
Moonbeam:
“Evan and his father were the original founders of Boy Scout Troop 580 here in Lilburn, GA. Evan is one of the first Eagle Scouts from the troop. He is an outstanding young man who always worked hard, played harder, and excelled in all he does, living his faith and lifting everyone around him. He is a wonderful example for how life for many young men who followed him in Troop 580, and we are grateful for him and his family. Our prayers continue for his full recovery.” – McK King
If you feel God leading you to help support the Moon family with the unexpected expenses, here’s how you give:
Checks can be mailed to:
Grace Klein Community, Inc., 1678 Montgomery Hwy #104, Birmingham, AL 35216
OR via our website: gracekleincommunity.com/donate
Memo: Evan Moon Assistance Program
