My grandpa came from Cuba, where conditions are tough and medical care is barely functioning. The doctors did what they could, but the equipment there is outdated and doesn’t work.

He finally reunited with us, and before we could even get him to a regular checkup, he started coughing up blood. We rushed him to the ER, and that’s when we found out the truth, he’s been fighting lung cancer for over a year without knowing.

The cancer has already spread to his liver, bones, and other vital organs. He’s now facing stage 4 metastatic cancer.

If you can take a moment to pray for him for strength, comfort, and peace, that means more to us than you’ll ever know. God is great, and He heals, and He keeps showing up even when everything feels impossible.