Today was a pretty rough day. Woke up to find out my mom was dizzy, having trouble breathing, and was being taken to a hospital. I picked my dad up from work and rode down there to find out the bad news: she had a-fib. We were then supposed to take her over to a cardiologist, and on the car ride over there we got to see first-hand the effects of a-fib as she lapsed into a heart rate even faster than before, which trust me, can be pretty terrible to see happen to someone you love. The wonderful nurses at the cardiologist unit were finally able to get Mom back to normal though, and so now we begin the long process of figuring out how to treat this diagnosis.
As I watched my mom at the hospital and again at the cardiologist, I felt this overwhelming idea overcome me: We are not our bodies. We are not these temporary balls of flesh that will ultimately fail us. We are more than this world. We are more than the body we desperately try to keep young and beautiful. We have a soul that will last. We have a mission that will last. We belong to a world that will last. We belong to a God who will last.
Driving home, I heard the song "Give Me Faith" come on the radio and felt God calling to me from it's bridge...
"I may be weak. Your Spirit's strong in me.
My flesh may fail. My God you never will."
That's all the thoughts I can get out for now. Please keep my mom in your prayers.
We will be praying Erin!
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, Robin!
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