The "rains" of two terminal cancers created a lot of mud for Cleon Dewey – good mud that provided moisture until a tall, proud tree grew, spreading its determined branches toward heaven. Cleon's intimate story gently reminds us of the miracles in the mud of our own circumstances. Her journey from death's dark door into the sunlight of victory will inspire, challenge and even entertain you…all to the glory of God!<br><br><br>"'…this happened so that the work of God might be displayed in his life'…Having said this, He spit on the ground, made some mud with the saliva, and put it on the man's eyes. 'Go,' he told him, 'wash in the Pool of Siloam.' So the man went and washed, and came home seeing." (John 9:3-7)
