I was a thousand miles away and couldn’t be there. An outpatient, routine procedure. Happens every day. There was no need to fly halfway across the country for a thirty-minute hospital stay. And I wasn’t there.
I’m always there – but not this time.
I spent the entire day watching the clock, calculating time zone differences … waiting.
The closer the scheduled time approached, the greater my anxiety, knowing I was 8-10 hours away at best.
Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life? Matthew 6:27
No, but I assure you, this day felt like it had shaved a few off. Either that or turned a few more hairs gray.
I had always been there, to make sure, to fix things. Today, all I had was prayers.
Lord, I know You are in control whether I’m there or not, whether I pray or not. It’s who You are.
You’ve said, “This is the healing you’ve been praying for.”
Hold her closely today, and every day after. Hold us all.
The day dragged on, each minute – an eternity. One hour, two hours, three hours, four hours. My mind spiraled with thoughts of what went wrong and how fast can I book a flight.
Lord, You tell me not to worry, but .. I’m getting worried.
In that very moment, my phone rang.
It’s done.
Everything went well.
There was just a delay in getting started.
Now breathe.
Lord, You are always faithful, especially when my doubt takes hold. I give you thanks and all the praise for the miracles You have in store, even when I’m not patient enough to wait.
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