Teach Me to Wait

I’m sitting here waiting, having stayed up all night, because my heater started acting up. The HVAC place will be open soon, and I will request immediate assistance to warm my house back up before shower time. I’m cold and a bit frustrated, but even more, I’ve been praying for a friend whose waiting is far more harsh.
Just after Christmas, M’s daddy was sent from the nursing home to the hospital. The cancer was back, and he needed doctors and nurses to help him fight for his life. Eventually, he needed a ventilator as well.
Last night, in the middle of the night, I got the text that they were removing him from the vent and placing him in palliative care. Later today, hubby showed me a Facebook post of her sitting in a visitor’s chair and just waiting for the inevitable. She looked tired. I’m certain she’s still grieving the loss of her mom just last year, and now this.
So, I’m praying for her, and I’m praying with her. I haven’t looked at an update yet because my heart breaks for her. I’ve experienced the losses of both parents, but each person feels it differently, so I take her before the throne of her/our Creator who knows exactly how to give her strength and comfort as she walks through this. And as the “World’s Best Daughter” waits for her daddy to take his first steps into Heaven, I’m thankful I had this night to keep a vigil for her heart’s needs. Even though it’s cold in my house, my own heart is warm with love for this friend and sister in Christ. May she feel His touch in greater ways than she ever thought possible. I pray in YahShua’s holy name, amen.














