I had never fully experienced such gratitude for a life being saved until last year. That’s because it was my husband’s. I have worked in healthcare for many years and have seen lives saved and some that could not be. But last year, it got personal. My husband knew he was born with a heart valve defect and knew it would have to be replaced eventually, but wasn’t expecting to be so close to death before having it done. It was an open heart procedure which is a really big deal. Needless to say it was a tough time. We were so fortunate to have more support and people praying than we deserve. On the day of the surgery, they let me sit with my husband in the OR holding area until it was time to take him back. As I kissed him good-bye and headed toward the big metal automatic doors to exit, burning tears were already escaping my eyes. I had no more self-control left. It was gone. And I was all alone in that moment – or so I thought. As if placed there by an angel, a former co-worker and acquaintance of mine was coming in the open doorway. He worked as a transporter at the hospital. He knew a little about my husband’s condition because he brought my husband up from the admitting area. He saw my tears and didn’t hesitate to wrap me up the biggest hug. I can still feel it to this day – warm, of the Spirit, and a moment that only God could have arranged. As I cried and cried in his arms, he said, “It’s going to be okay. God’s got him.” And God did have him. He is our mighty Savior. He mended his heart by way of an amazing physician here on earth.
I’m so grateful for the man who God used to comfort me in my sorrow there in the doorway of the hospital operating room. Thank you, sir, for using your gift of encouragement without hesitation.
I hope you are not going through a crisis right now in your life, but if you are…God is aware. He’s holding you in the palm of His hand and loves you very much.
“He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.” Psalm 147:3
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