“Why are you so terrified?
Why are you lacking in faith?”
From Mark 4:35-41
This Thanksgiving Day, I have so much for which to be grateful. As I list my precious family members to give thanks for each one, my grandson Daniel and his daddy give me reason to pause. Daniel’s long journey from birth to homecoming was quite an adventure. Though his dad was full-term at birth, he gave us quite a scare as well…
Because I had experienced contractions for days, we expected a quick delivery. Still, we waited several hours for progress. Suddenly, my nurse tossed a gown at my husband and rushed me into the delivery room. The monitors had detected fetal distress. When he made his appearance shortly thereafter, Timothy was white as a ghost. The nurse whisked our baby away without allowing us to hold him. After some whispering among the medical team, our doctor asked us not to worry. Then he added that he was calling in a specialist. My husband and I prayed. We had waited a very long time for this child.
The next morning, the doctor shared that our baby might be suffering from a grave illness which would cause serious disabilities before taking him by age three. This news devastated us and our prayers continued. Later that day, Sister Charles, who managed the hospital lab, hurried into our room. She said, “I’ve looked at Timothy. Trust me. He’ll be just fine.” Much to our relief, it was Sister Charles’ prognosis which proved to be accurate.
Dear God, your heard as I wept for Tim and again for Little Danny. I have wept for all of my family at one time or another. I love them all almost as much as you do. Thank you for caring for each one of them. Thank you for everything!
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