Photoblogging from Minnesota

I'm in Minnesota this weekend visiting a family from church. The seven year old son received a bone marrow transplant six months ago. The marrow engrafted well, but the poor guy has had a whole host of complications. He has been in the hospital for 120 days. This morning I ran along the Mississippi River and came upon this bit of graffiti:

It is, it is.

As hard as it is to see this sweet little guy suffer pain and fatigue and fevers and discouragement, maybe that's the call today. To be a sleuth for grace.