Five unexpected places for gifts of blessing this week:
I wanted to sit in Sacred Heart church today, prayer journal in hand, writing out my prayers, concerns, praises during First Friday adoration in front of the Blessed Sacrament. I’ve kept a prayer journal for a few years now, and I’ve seen miracles come to pass, problems resolved, insights known.
Not getting to be there showed me how valuable that part of my prayer life is. I’ll be there again, God willing… just not today.
We’re back in Little Rock tonight, making a two hour plus trip again last night. How can this be a blessing?
The doctor here made a correct diagnosis and fast, one that would have likely been missed at home. Treatment is in progress.
Another doctor recognized our name on an ER report and came by to visit my husband tonight: to reassure him, to lift his spirits. Wow. Great example of what to do as a human.
I met a lady in the elevator tonight. She and a transport person were moving out a huge cart filled with remnants from a hospital stay: flowers, clothing, medicines, papers, snacks.Getting to go home? I asked. Yes, but he’s going by ambulance. But yes, going home. How often do we get to see the value of home? Or know another’s pain in so short an exchange? And care? A gift.
I’m a pro at this lately. Whether it’s a lack of clarity within a professional email or missed chances to clarify details with an extended family member, there’s certainly room for improvement in the exchange of information. How can that be a good thing? Well, it points me in a direction to try harder in some cases. In others, it shows me that everything doesn’t carry the same weight of importance. To let some things go. To learn. To understand that everyone is not going to like you at work or even within your own family on some days. Or most days! In some cases, that’s good. Some people, you do not need to be around. Then again, some people need more benefit of the doubt. Sometimes it’s good to be reminded of the power of words.
We wait together to see how the chemo will work, how the latest infection will be treated, how work issues will play out, how insurance companies will react. But in that waiting, we learn to trust more than ever. We wait together, praying. We place our hope in God and trust Him to guide us through each trial.
So, there are this week’s five– five places that aren’t much fun to walk through…but five places that teach and remind. Five places of blessing.