On Saturday Sis. "R" told us not be afraid to ask for miracles. On Sunday I gave a lesson in Relief Society wherein Elder Holland said, "Believe in miracles. I have seen so many of them come when very other indication would say that hope was lost. Hope is never lost. If those miracles do not come soon or fully or seemingly at all, remember the Savior's own anguished example : if the bitter cup does not pass, drink it and be strong, trusting in happier days ahead."
After speaking with the doctor, hope was not lost. We were prepared to drink the bitter cup if need be. The bitterest would have been if Taylor's cancer had returned or if the results would end his mission and neither of those are the case. But we still have a son who was dealing with pain that is causing him to not be as effective on his mission as he would like to be and preventing him from serving to his full ability. We still have no answers how long it will be until he can fully function again and that is worrisome. After the phone call with the doctor my husband and I held each other and expressed our feelings that we didn't know how we could go another month or two having Taylor in so much pain and worrying incessantly about how he was.
As we were preparing to go to bed, we got a call from Sis. "R". It was about 10:30 pm MST. She said Taylor had just called her. She said she had never heard him so happy. He told her his companion had given him a blessing and that he was feeling normal. Better than he had in months. He didn't give her all the details, he said he would share them in his email tomorrow, but that he believed a miracle had happened!