just about the time you think that God is busy elsewhere in the universe and the edge of prayers feels a little desperate...there's always a big surprise (and it's not ever what you expect...after all, what did you expect? He's GOD and HE's bigger than your imagination!)
So John of medical mystery fame was basically comatose last week. They were just waiting on him to die. Curl up the toes and go.
But God.
As the scripture says, "but God..."
John's now awake, speaking and eating again after more than a week of no food.
miracles abounding. a life of miracles crowned by one more day of miracles.
on other fronts, a lovely young girl named Alese Coco was scheduled to have a shunt/port put in last wednesday, preparing for stem cell transplants. She was already weak as a kitten (or maybe the flea on the kitten)...and the surgeon slipped. he cut a vein in her lung, it collapsed, bleeding into her chest cavity ensued...and by friday, the docs were asking her folks to make "end of life" decisions.
but sunday morning (you know how Jesus has this thing for resurrections on Sunday mornings...)
they did xrays.
there was no sign of bleeding in the chest. no clots. no nothing.
the vein has healed itself, they say. the lung has reinflated.
another one wearing out death's door mat steps away.
and the miracles go on.
be aware. they're everywhere
for the poor in spirit, the pure in heart,
desperate for Jesus' touch
and willing to see God in every situation,
Sure, He's busy.
But never too busy for you.
go to alesecoco.org
and check it out. pray for this one fighting hodgkin's. more miracles await. keep looking!
Monday, March 19, 2007
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
this is the day
welcome to the world of pain and joy that walking through this life provides: no guarantees, lots of suggestions, a few unshakeable truths.
today, a loved one stands at death's door, a man who has been to the hospital so many times he should have frequent flyer miles. a hemophiliac who has given his life to Jesus Christ, he is a signal example of patience in suffering, of hope in the midst of the chaos of his body's nonfunction. dozens of people have visited his hospital bed, have listened to his story, have been quietly amazed by the light of Christ that shines from him.
He's a professional hospital visitant--primarily in the role of patient. It's one thing for a passing priest or pastor to say kind words as they enter and quickly exit a hospital. it's quite another for a patient lying in a bed of pain and uncertainty to be the one to offer the words of comfort and peace.
john, we salute the mighty work God is doing through you. He does all things well, however much we do or do not feel good about the result.
this day is also the four-month anniversary of the passing of a lovely young woman who was my husband's daughter. like john, she had beat a number of boldily malfunctions but died of a bacterial infection. (perhaps euthanasia will never become an issue in this country if bacterial infections run so rampant in hospital settings that, well, going to the hospital will simply be the euphemism for the long good-bye!)
but because Jesus lives, because life is small and eternity enormous, there is rest even for the funerally-minded and the grieving. life is, as a wise man once said, like the title page of the book. Eternity is the rest of the book. we're only on the title page here, waiting for the page to be turned to get to the REAL story!
today, a loved one stands at death's door, a man who has been to the hospital so many times he should have frequent flyer miles. a hemophiliac who has given his life to Jesus Christ, he is a signal example of patience in suffering, of hope in the midst of the chaos of his body's nonfunction. dozens of people have visited his hospital bed, have listened to his story, have been quietly amazed by the light of Christ that shines from him.
He's a professional hospital visitant--primarily in the role of patient. It's one thing for a passing priest or pastor to say kind words as they enter and quickly exit a hospital. it's quite another for a patient lying in a bed of pain and uncertainty to be the one to offer the words of comfort and peace.
john, we salute the mighty work God is doing through you. He does all things well, however much we do or do not feel good about the result.
this day is also the four-month anniversary of the passing of a lovely young woman who was my husband's daughter. like john, she had beat a number of boldily malfunctions but died of a bacterial infection. (perhaps euthanasia will never become an issue in this country if bacterial infections run so rampant in hospital settings that, well, going to the hospital will simply be the euphemism for the long good-bye!)
but because Jesus lives, because life is small and eternity enormous, there is rest even for the funerally-minded and the grieving. life is, as a wise man once said, like the title page of the book. Eternity is the rest of the book. we're only on the title page here, waiting for the page to be turned to get to the REAL story!
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