I’ve lived stories that have proved Your faithfulness. I’ve seen miracles my mind can’t comprehend. There’s beauty in what I cannot understand. I believe, He’s the wonder working God, all of the miracles I’ve seen. He’s too good to not believe. He is too good.
This month, mom had another close call on her life. Round two of urgent brain and leg surgeries. The Emergency Room and ICU have become a home to our family.
When you learn the “secret passage ways” of a hospital, where the good apple juice is; best parking spots and quickest routes to the elevators. When you know all of the nurses on multiple floors and become friends with hospital staff and security. It’s not a life you want to be used to, but we are.
I’m used to forcing my older brother to eat so he doesn’t lose weight. Distracting my little brother with anything I can think of. Smiling at my grandma to reassure her, making jokes to grandpa so he doesn’t cry. Telling dad that God is bigger than anything she’s going through.
My boyfriend is used to putting me back together when I can’t help but break down in the parking garage. He’s used to praying with me while I sob into his shoulder and driving my car because I can’t concentrate and I drive on one ways. I feel like a soaked paper plate from the dollar store trying to serve Thanksgiving dinner.
Mom made it through. She’s home and recovering now. She still has one remaining brain tumor at the moment and cannot receive treatment until the drainage tube is removed from her leg.
She has a crown of stitches on her head and it only reminds me of the crown of thorns He wore for us. I truly could tell God that If I lost mom I wouldn’t lose faith in Him, because if He is all I have, I have all I need. I meant it this time.
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Elaine Kate 