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Monday, July 8, 2013

Waiting...



 

 
She crushed my heart.  All she wanted was to have her grandmother read her a book.  After all, it was a visit to Grandma's and reading a book was part of the expectation: that was the routine for three year old Jane.  But, Grandma had to get lunch ready.  She melted in tears.  I put down the pan and walked away.  Lunch can wait when a little child is hungry for reading.  Her shuddering sobs subsided as we turned the page. 


I think of my friend waiting with her little son in the hospital, waiting for a ride across the continent to the only pediatric heart specialist who is medical science's only hope for her baby's very survival.  Boston is a long way when the pressure of a plane flight would crush his heart.  He needs a helicopter ride.  Waiting.  It makes you want to dissolve in tears.  Dear God, can we put aside everything to ask you for a miracle for baby Jack?   Please let the powers that be, the people who make these decision, be able to set everything aside and make it possible for Jack to receive the best care.  We know that You are the Power who is able, the One who is in control of all things.  We rest in You.

"My soul waits for the Lord
More than the watchmen for the morning;
Indeed, more than the watchmen for the morning."
Psalm 130

 
Teresa of Avila prayed...
 
"Let nothing, O Lord,
disturb the silence of this night.
Help me to take courage
from your loving presence
in the darkness gathering about me
at the end of still another day.
Let me not be afraid
to join my life with yours,
to empty my heart
to make room for you...
I need more courage than I have,
strength that only you can give...
If I have you, God,
I will want for nothing.
You alone suffice."

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