-Joe Fornear Some people talk about “The Universe” orchestrating events and ordering or disordering our lives. They try to stay on the right side of “it” so that good things will happen in their lives. Others chuckle at an impersonal…
-by Terri Fornear This is the 3rd in a series of excerpts from Terri Fornear’s new book, Abiding Through the Shadows, A Caretaker’s Struggle with God’s Goodness. Joe’s diagnosis changed three times, ending with metastatic melanoma. I mention metastatic, because people would…
– Terri Fornear This is the 2nd in a series of excerpts from Terri Fornear’s new book, Abiding Through the Shadows, A Caretaker’s Struggle with God’s Goodness. On the Costa Rica trip, Joe seemed tired and did not want to go…
– Terri Fornear This is the first in a series of excerpts from Terri Fornear’s new book, Abiding Through the Shadows, A Caretaker’s Struggle with God’s Goodness. I was a pastor’s wife—a person who should believe in God’s love—no matter what. I…
– Joe Fornear Physical pain is a 900-pound gorilla, dominating cancer battles, hijacking focus, and draining hope. Yet the link between physical pain and emotional misery can be broken! Surely, if the Lord allows us to go through it, He’ll certainly…
– Joe Fornear On a recent fishing trip, I would often stay out until dark on my boat. Getting back to the lake house where we were staying was easy though, even if it was pitch dark. There was a bright light…
– Joe Fornear Today is the 12th anniversary or NEDiversary of the day I was declared “No Evidence of Disease” – cancer free from Stage IV melanoma. So I want to honor and thank my warrior wife, Terri, as well…
My response to Pauline F.’s question was a no-brainer. During the 12 years since my cancer battle, and seven years with Stronghold Ministry helping people fight cancer, it’s the question I’m asked most frequently. I too had the question during my…
So I questioned, and still question today, my inner slave driver. “Do you seriously believe you can out-think, out-plan and out-produce the God of the Universe?" After all is said and done and re-done and re-said, He gives to us even in our sleep!
Storms can leave a muddy mess, but we can rise - even glide above it all. The poet Carl Sandburg once said, “There is an eagle in me that wants to soar, and there is a hippopotamus in me that wants to wallow in the mud.” In the fiercest storm of my life, my Stage IV cancer battle, wallowing in the mud was easy, yet wallowing made everything harder. On the other hand, praising God was hard at first, but made coping much easier.