It is cancer. The surgeon saw three large areas (two on the outside of the lung, one inside) and just did a biopsy. He said removing them all probably wouldn't be possible without putting his body through unnecessary pain and a long recovery.
He had a chest tube for 16 hours and we were able to go home last evening. He is feeling good this morning, just sore.
The doctors at our hospital once again gave us no hope, just pushing the treatments of comfort with no offer of cure. When doctors give you no hope it can drop you into the darkness. Psalm 118:8 popped into my head that day "It is better to take refuge in the Lord than to trust in humans."
God IS hope. We ask Him to guide our ways and direct our paths on this journey. There is a possible study at the Mayo Clinic which we pray we can get him into. The treatment would not be drastic for his little body but still gives us a glimpse of hope.
I place Jacob in God's hands and pray that I accept HIS will. But I do not give up hope. For now, as my mind is jumbled and my heart is heavy, I again rely on a Psalm to calm me: “Be still, and know that I am God." Our path will be directed.