Romans 12:12 “Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer.”
Last week was torrid – riding the rollercoaster of fears and tears in what one doctor accurately described as, ‘a very rough time’. (For him and us!)
A complicated medical procedure for a near and very dear family member went a little awry, and for too long we were living a nightmare beyond anything I’d imagined.
Our God of miracles was ever constant and comforting; family and friends supported with actions, words & prayers; the staff of Wesley Private Hospital were caring, concerned and compassionate – and we can’t speak highly enough of the surgeons, gentle in word and action, healing with hands and hearts. (There was also a robot in the mix, though I don’t believe it ever really ‘cared’.)
The road is likely to be a little bumpy still this week, but much progress has been made. So much so that I have now headed for home (a little later than first planned) and was this morning reunited with my boys. A few tears were shed – by me! – but they seem to be fine, if a little bit scruffy around the edges. 😉 Hubby has done well!
I’m finding it surreal returning to the real-world after the all-consuming trauma of last week. I talk of ‘next week’ which was last week, and don’t really know how to answer when people blithely ask, ‘How are you?’ How am I, indeed!
I’m well. And thankful. And tired. And emotional. And if you ask me ‘How are you?’ it’s possible I’ll cry and cry and cry… But really, I’m okay!
It has been a very rough ride – but we’ve not travelled alone. We thank God for His comfort and healing presence, and His forethought in providing so many caring people to share the journey.