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Jeff's Journey with ALS
Oct 25, 2016 Latest post:
Nov 4, 2016
Welcome to our Caring Bridge website. We are using it to keep family and friends updated in one place. We hope using the caring bridge web site will keep you informed. We appreciate your support and words of hope and encouragement. Thank you for visiting.
Jeff's journey began in 2015 with symptoms which we believed were related to arthritis or just plain getting older. As many of you know, he has always been a very active man, even after retiring from his 40 year of service to Quaker Chemical Corporation. We thought perhaps that his neighborhood yard/landscaping business was just catching up to him. But after many visits to doctors and much testing, we received a diagnosis of ALS in January 2016. We were shocked and unprepared to receive this news. Since January, Jeff's decline has been dramatic. He is under the care of a wonderful doctor, Dr Terry Patterson, Director of the Neuromuscular Division and MDA/AlS Center of Hope at Drexel University College of Medicine. He is also currently receiving Mainline Hospice Care services.
Through God's faithfulness and the prayers from so many, we can say that we been strengthened day by day during this unexpected journey. We continue to cling to God's promises in our favorite hymn, "It Is Well With My Soul." May these words be an encouragement to you to know God's power and provision in all circumstances. Soli Deo Gloria!
It Is Well With My Soul
When peace, like a river, attendeth my way, When sorrows like sea billows roll; Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say, It is well, it is well with my soul.
Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come, Let this blest assurance control, That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate, And hath shed His own blood for my soul
My sin—oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!— My sin, not in part but the whole, Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more, Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!
And Lord, haste the day when the faith shall be sight, The clouds be rolled back as a scroll; The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend, Even so, it is well with my soul.