I am sitting in an ER room with my 10 year old daughter and husband asleep.
It’s almost 1 am, and I’m waiting for CATSCAN results to see if my daughters appendix is compromised.
Earlier in the evening, I was making dinner without a care in the world. Then I got a text from my husband saying the minute clinic said we needed to take her to the ER.
Suddenly, all I could think about was this could not be happening to my kid. I also immediately worried “what If I lost her and I didn’t spend the time I should have today”.
Although we are still waiting for test results, she no longer has a fever and feels better with fluids. And as they sleep, I think about the others in the rooms around this hallway that won’t be as lucky tonight. I start thinking about all the Mommas that ever sat in these walls without the luxury of ever leaving with their kid.
Suddenly the fact that it is 1 am, and it feels like this chair I’m sitting on is made of concrete, I am so grateful.
Instead of feeling sorry for myself that I’m not in my warm bed, I’m praying for the folks along this long hallway. I’m praying for the medical hands that will save lives, and the ones that need extra prayers that lose them.
I am praying the silent hum is because tonight nobody is urgent in the emergency room.
Tonight only healing happens in Gods light.
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