June 13, 2015, Part 5
Do you know when everything has settled down and quiet, your mind sometimes doesn’t settle down and get quiet? Sometimes it goes into overdrive.
It’s nearly impossible to get quality rest when your son is laying in a hospital bed next to you. Especially when, just 12 hours earlier, he was close to being in a diabetic coma.
Luke would just fall asleep and the baby next door would cry and wake him up. Or they’d poke him for a blood sugar check. Or he’d get caught in his tubing and wires. At one point in the night, he yelled, “I just want to tear all these wires out and go home!”
Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, after Luke had finally settled down, I was able to reflect on the last 12 hours. Tears. I had tears. So much sadness as I thought about what Luke will have to do for the rest of his life, just to stay alive.
Then, I decided to read my Bible.
“I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.” Psalm 139:14
Your works are wonderful. Luke is Your work, God. He is fearfully and wonderfully made.
God’s got this. We’ve got this.