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There’s no view like the one of your beloved strapped to a gurney with about a million wires of all shapes and sizes and colors coming out of his chest. There’s no view like the messy life you see flashing before your eyes in a heartbeat that lasts an eternity when the doctor man whose kids you’ve coached tells you your 32 year old husband is having a heart attack.
That view will terrify you right down to your knees and leave you shaking for hours after even when the diagnosis has changed and the prognosis is suddenly so much more this side of positive.
But the view that comes from the inside of your eyelids while you sob out hot tears and some sweet stranger holds your hand and whispers Jesus, that’s a view that will change you. Forever.
The month of May has been tough for my amazing community, but these women who surround me with their children and their meals and their smiles and their prayers are amazing. The Lord is building up a mighty rock among us as we continue to grieve and believe. This week they are praying me through my husband’s illness.