she is fine.
she is breathing on her own.
that’s six words.
thank you, doctor. three.
BLESSED BE GOD. three again.
THANK YOU, LORD. another three.
and finally: Jesus, i trust in YOU.
apparently people have simple surgeries all. the. time. in and out.
they cut you open and send you home almost as quickly as you zip thru a drive thru to order a burger and fries.
this is something that i, the super panicky type has trouble fathoming….i, who once called the paramedics (when this girl child was just a baby) because i cut her little fingernail and it wouldn’t stop bleeding.
me of so little faith.
i teeter at the edge of faithfulness. what can i say?
it’s a trust thing.
Lord, help me in my unbelief.
help me to trust even though i can’t see You.
now if you will excuse me i am going to take a very long nap while the patient and her big sis watch the king’s speech.
AND have a glass of wine later!
thank you, friends for all of your prayers and well wishes too….