Hope

Spent the day with a sibling who needs a multitude of medical treatment. While I sat in the waiting room, waiting, I watched the parade of people with so many issues. Some had missing limbs, some were scarred and discolored from the medications and treatments they were enduring, some were withered and weak, some were with walkers, others were in wheel chairs and a very few arrived solo. Most of the people were accompanied by friends or relatives but some were transported by medical crews or personal care attendants. The one thing that all these broken people had in common was a hopeful look toward the receptionist and medical team that greeted them.

I left more than once, overcome by my emotions, feeling frightened or awash with pity or helplessness. So many people, so ill and yet pushing on through yet one more treatment that maybe, somehow would prolong ............... God's creations are so tough and durable. Bits and pieces of us are picked off daily by this world and we keep struggling through with hope and faith and trust. God's grace is sufficient.