Note: We have a young boy named Kevin in our congregation who has suffered from cancer, and with all the treatments leading up to stopping the cancer, the family had spent not just days or months in the hospital, but years.

Thursday as Debbie was waiting for a call from the doctor at Mayo Clinic as to what to do (since Kevin was again running a high fever) she called me to tell me that they were probably headed for Rochester. As she talked she said, "You know, we have all these doctors all over the place, and they are all good, but the very best one is still our own family doctor. He really knew what he was doing when he sent us home for the night. Our family had a chance to eat supper together; Kevin got to get out and run around, to play with Joshua (the dog), and to go out and see the …