Guest guest Posted May 27, 2007 Report Share Posted May 27, 2007 A man, was riding a donkey along a steep path deep into the Rocky Mountains, he sat half asleep in the morning sun. A rock fell from a ledge above him, knocking him off his ass over the edge of the path, he managed to grab a branch and then an outcrop and hang there. He knew that a lot of people used this path and he would be saved. He hang there full of hope, when he heard a hoof beat he called out “help me help me” but they just got louder and then started to fade. Time passed, then he could hear the sound of hoofs again, This time the person was singing, “help me O please help me” the man cried. The sound of the hoofs and the singing faded. Starting to worry as he was getting tired, he strained to hear any one on the path that may help him. Again he herd the sound of people talking and again he cried “help help help help O please help me. The sounds of the voices grew louder and louder and then started to fade. The man was beside himself, he was getting very tired and his legs and fingers were hurting, he was going to fall to his death, with a loud pitiful voice he cried “ O God Please God help me I am going to fall. A voice so strong yet so soft came out of the clear blue sky, “DO YOU WANT ME TO HELP YOU” God asked “Yes O Yes Cried the Man. Again the voice asked “DO YOU REALLY WANT ME TO HELP YOU” The man cried out “Dear God yes I want you to help me I will do anything you ask forever more” Then God replied “LET GO” 29 Years ago this story was told to me in a church service, I took it to be directed at me. It told me to let go and let GOD. After it had sunk into my thick skull, I realized that nothing I or (back then) the doctors could do would change the outcome of this rare disease. I did not change and become a saint, nor a much better person than I had been. I just saw things in a different light. Over the years I just lived a my life, I did not worry about CML, I lived my life as if it were the last day on earth, I traveled around the USA and Canada. I worked and did volunteer work. I lived my life as I had before CML. So to you who have sent private e-mail asking my secret. It is the story above I guess. Try not to worry CML will do what it is going to do, life will do what it is going to do. The best you can do is live. SkipD Dx'ed Dec 1978 on Myleran(busulfan) 26 yrs on Hydroxyurea for about 1 year on Gleevec for approx 1.5 years on AMN107(Nilotinib) to now ________________________________________________________________________________\ ____ Never miss an email again! Toolbar alerts you the instant new Mail arrives. http://tools.search./toolbar/features/mail/ Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 27, 2007 Report Share Posted May 27, 2007 I totally agree with you. I was in that same position a couple of years ago and then I decided to attempt to put together a men's group to sing the old tyme hymns of the church. I kept saying I want, I want instead of asking What do you want me to do? The group did stay together for a year but only after I learned to wait for an answer and not do what I thought would be right. Having CML has made me slow down and look around and see all the wonderful things that are provided for us. This universe we live in is trully awesome and the people I meet and associate with are all wonderful if I just give them a chance without putting expectations in front of our relationships. H. dxd 2/03 400mg Gleevec 3/03 CCR 11/03 PCR-negative 11/04 Q-PCR .0014 11/05 Q-PCR .0013 11/06 BMB-negative 12/06 > > > > A man, was riding a donkey along a steep path deep > into the > Rocky Mountains, he sat half asleep in the morning > sun. A rock fell > from a ledge above him, knocking him off his ass over > the edge > of the path, he managed to grab a branch and then an > outcrop > and hang there. He knew that a lot of people used > this path and > he would be saved. He hang there full of hope, when > he heard a > hoof beat he called out " help me help me " but they > just got louder > and then started to fade. Time passed, then he could > hear the sound > of hoofs again, This time the person was singing, > " help me O please > help me " the man cried. The sound of the hoofs and > the singing > faded. Starting to worry as he was getting tired, he > strained to > hear any one on the path that may help him. Again he > herd > the sound of people talking and again he cried " help > help help help > O please help me. The sounds of the voices grew > louder and louder > and then started to fade. The man was beside himself, > he was getting > very tired and his legs and fingers were hurting, he > was going to > fall to his death, with a loud pitiful voice he cried > " O God Please > God help me I am going to fall. > > A voice so strong yet so soft came out of the clear > blue sky, > " DO YOU WANT ME TO HELP YOU " God asked > " Yes O Yes Cried the Man. > Again the voice asked " DO YOU REALLY WANT ME TO HELP > YOU " > The man cried out " Dear God yes I want you to help me > I will do > anything you ask forever more " > Then God replied " LET GO " > > 29 Years ago this story was told to me in a church > service, I took it > to be directed at me. It told me to let go and let > GOD. After it had > sunk into my thick skull, I realized that nothing I or > (back then) the > doctors could do would change the outcome of this rare > disease. > I did not change and become a saint, nor a much better > person than > I had been. I just saw things in a different light. > Over the years > I just lived a my life, I did not worry about CML, I > lived my > life as if it were the last day on earth, I traveled > around the USA and > Canada. I worked and did volunteer work. I lived my > life as I had > before CML. So to you who have sent private e-mail > asking my secret. > It is the story above I guess. Try not to worry CML > will do what it > is going to do, life will do what it is going to do. > The best you > can do is live. > > SkipD > Dx'ed Dec 1978 > on Myleran(busulfan) 26 yrs > on Hydroxyurea for about 1 year > on Gleevec for approx 1.5 years > on AMN107(Nilotinib) to now > > > > ______________________________________________________________________ ______________ > Never miss an email again! > Toolbar alerts you the instant new Mail arrives. > http://tools.search./toolbar/features/mail/ > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 31, 2007 Report Share Posted May 31, 2007 Thanks a lot for your moral support JP --- Skip Duffie <skipd_2002@...> wrote: > > > A man, was riding a donkey along a steep path deep > into the > Rocky Mountains, he sat half asleep in the morning > sun. A rock fell > from a ledge above him, knocking him off his ass > over > the edge > of the path, he managed to grab a branch and then an > outcrop > and hang there. He knew that a lot of people used > this path and > he would be saved. He hang there full of hope, when > he heard a > hoof beat he called out “help me help me” but they > just got louder > and then started to fade. Time passed, then he > could > hear the sound > of hoofs again, This time the person was singing, > “help me O please > help me” the man cried. The sound of the hoofs and > the singing > faded. Starting to worry as he was getting tired, > he > strained to > hear any one on the path that may help him. Again > he > herd > the sound of people talking and again he cried “help > help help help > O please help me. The sounds of the voices grew > louder and louder > and then started to fade. The man was beside > himself, > he was getting > very tired and his legs and fingers were hurting, he > was going to > fall to his death, with a loud pitiful voice he > cried > “ O God Please > God help me I am going to fall. > > A voice so strong yet so soft came out of the clear > blue sky, > “DO YOU WANT ME TO HELP YOU” God asked > “Yes O Yes Cried the Man. > Again the voice asked “DO YOU REALLY WANT ME TO HELP > YOU” > The man cried out “Dear God yes I want you to help > me > I will do > anything you ask forever more” > Then God replied “LET GO” > > 29 Years ago this story was told to me in a church > service, I took it > to be directed at me. It told me to let go and let > GOD. After it had > sunk into my thick skull, I realized that nothing I > or > (back then) the > doctors could do would change the outcome of this > rare > disease. > I did not change and become a saint, nor a much > better > person than > I had been. I just saw things in a different light. > > Over the years > I just lived a my life, I did not worry about CML, I > lived my > life as if it were the last day on earth, I traveled > around the USA and > Canada. I worked and did volunteer work. I lived > my > life as I had > before CML. So to you who have sent private e-mail > asking my secret. > It is the story above I guess. Try not to worry CML > will do what it > is going to do, life will do what it is going to do. > > The best you > can do is live. > > SkipD > Dx'ed Dec 1978 > on Myleran(busulfan) 26 yrs > on Hydroxyurea for about 1 year > on Gleevec for approx 1.5 years > on AMN107(Nilotinib) to now > > > > ________________________________________________________________________________\ ____ > Never miss an email again! > Toolbar alerts you the instant new Mail > arrives. > http://tools.search./toolbar/features/mail/ > ________________________________________________________________________________\ ____ Expecting? Get great news right away with email Auto-Check. Try the Beta. http://advision.webevents./mailbeta/newmail_tools.html Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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