Won’t be long and I’ll have to start getting ready for work.
What I want to happen is for the phone to ring and someone to say this has been some horrible clerical error.
That isn’t going to happen.
Next is I want to fix something. That’s what nurses do isn’t it. I fix things.
I make pain better, I comfort and console and make it better.
I can’t do that either.
I can pray and trust . God in his infinite Mercy and Love has worked this into his divine plan.
I pray the scales fall from my eyes to see the blessing in this trial.
Even though this cancer is not mine,in terms of being inside my body, I pray that I may be a faithful servant even though I cannot clearly see what He is calling me to.
Being forged is part of the human condition.
He is there, Taz.
I imagine it is worse when you are a nurse. We “civilians” don’t know all of the possibilities, so we our imaginations don’t have so many places to go.
I know that your faith and His love are all that you need; but FRiends have you in our prayers, too.