The Beauty of a Child-Like Faith
The world around me was dream-like, but the pain radiating from my body was what nightmares are made of. It was strange, really. As I was wheeled out of surgery a few weeks ago, I was barely conscious of reality, yet fully conscious of the agony within. I’ve endured a lot of pain in my life, but this—this was something entirely in its own category.
I couldn’t speak. I could barely think. But somehow, seventeen sweet words came to the forefront of my mind as if they had been sitting there all along, just waiting for the moment I’d need them. And this was that moment.
“You keep him in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on you, because he trusts in you” Isaiah 27:3.
As I gradually awoke, the words came as a strained whisper through cries of pain as the nurses busied themselves around my bed. It was almost as if I was sure Jesus himself would come waltzing into my hospital room to whisk me away to a sweet place of relief.
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Home is around the corner,
Sarah
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