One December day, several years ago, I got an email from a friend saying he knew a little girl, Melanie, who was suffering from brain tumors and would enjoy receiving Christmas Cards even from folks she didn’t know. Melanie’s story, and her grim prognosis, made me want to do more so I discussed the situation with a couple of my other friends who agreed that doing more than sending a card was in order. My friends and I decided to ride our motorcycles from Atlanta to Chicago to visit and deliver gifts. Winter weather and work schedules prevented us from making the trip until just after the first of January, but make it we did. We met Melanie and her mom on that cold winter night and God took the opportunity that day to change my life. Mel was a pre-teen at the time and I learned later that she had been battling brain tumors all of her life. Before her first birthday Doctors told her mom, Loretta, to take her home and make her com...