Today for my Friday Feet post I sit in my two most disliked places, one a hospital, and two, a waiting room. Feels like we have been waiting for this day to come and go for a while, I guess about 3-4 weeks since we knew Deb was going to have to come back to UAB for another test.
Though so many people have sat in countless waitings rooms I have not, and every time I come back to one for some odd reason I think this time it will be a “better” waiting room than the last one (whatever that means), but it’s always the same. It is a stark reminder that we are not in charge, and that there are many people suffering in the world today. Many of these people that seem without hope, without the knowledge that God indeed loves them in spite of their current situation. It’s hard enough to sit here, basically by myself, but I couldn’t imagine going through all this without faith, without people praying for me and Deborah, without knowing that God does have a plan for us, and His plan is undoubtably better than mine own.
For those who work in or around hospitals this is not new, perhaps they get anesthetized to everything, though I know not everyone does. I am so thankful for those who have taken care of Deb over the last several months, and for those who have come alongside me as well, but most of all I am thankful for an all-knowing God who has a great plan for Deb, even if we have no idea what that is right now.