My father was diagnosed with lung cancer in early September of 2009. It was a bittersweet four week journey as we struggled to grasp the fact that he would soon be gone. Is it possible to be thankful for a diagnosis of cancer? Is it possible to think of it as a vehicle, a vehicle that draws near to transport one I love so dearly into the arms of Jesus? I wouldn’t ever wish cancer on anyone, and yet I found a gift of warning in the illness, and a closeness to Christ that I had never known previous. I miss my dad every day, but I am thankful for all the wonderful gifts he left behind to remind us, not only of his love for us, but the love of Jesus as well.