As my husband goes into surgery to remove a possibly cancerous mass from his neck and possibly his thyroid, I'm sitting here finally having a little cry in my car. I think it's just because I have not really cried up until now, so a little catharsis is needed.
However, I am not afraid. I feel so loved and supported and upheld in prayer. You might never realize the blessing of the body of Christ until you are led by their love through hard times.
We have some friends watching over our baby for a few nights. We have our friends whom we live with holding down the fort at home and who took us out for a wonderful "last supper" last night. We have a whole gaggle of friends who came over to our house last night to pray with us, plus I know many more thinking of us today and praying for a good outcome. There are friends who I know will come through with meals and childcare should we need it in the coming days. My lovely Auntie Leslie is headed my way with sandwiches and moral support while we wait in the hospital and pray.
Honestly, I'm not that great at caring for others in this way. I have a lot to learn. And although I wouldn't wish health problems on anyone, it has been a wonderful lesson to me as we go through this to see God's hands and feet in action as we are served by His people and by others who wouldn't claim to be His but are being used as a blessing to us as well. I feel better equipped as a Christian to care for others now that I have seen it done well. How's that for a bright side?
I don't know how things will turn out, but I do know everything will be okay. Thanks and love to all, and may God bless you!
