Faith Hope, and Love
I am sitting listening today to all the noises around me….the sounds of the many machines- beeping or buzzing, the sounds of doctors making their rounds and the soft conversation of the families all suspended in this place they call the “stroke unit”. Words I had never heard until a little over a week ago. The room where my father lay so still and quietly…to quiet- is pretty small. It has two chairs across the room from each other and his bed is in the middle of the room. As I sit here in this chair listening…I stare out the window that opens to the other ”unit” rooms…I look at my father wishing so much that he would open his eyes, tell me to quit feeling bad about things and get up and nurture to those families all around me. I think about them….and I realize that while I do not yet know them….we do have some things in common…we all sit here or pace or cry or just stare— we also all have these three things- Faith—faith that God is hearing our prayers- and the prayers of all of our friends and loved ones. Faith that God is listening and working even when we cannot see. Hope—Hope that some how someway suddenly our loved ones will open their eyes- or become whole again. Hope that they will be able to come home soon and be back to their ‘regular’ lives again. And Love- love that causes us to sit here day..love that gives us strength to smile as we welcome visitors and love that makes us hold onto memories….memories that we know may be all that we have left when all is said and done. Love that causes me to know that God’s will shall be done in all things. We know this is a journey…..as we walk this journey on seperate paths but all learning the stops and hills and valleys that we will encounter- and I will just for my daddy meet these people and try to know who they are and what their stories are. — And now abideth Faith, Hope and Love…but the greatest of these is Love.
Thank you for your continued prayer….
