(waiting room before their first "minor" surgery on the same day, Jan. 2015)
Bea and Beck came into our lives needing more than just mending for their hearts. Other less significant issues took a back seat to their major open heart surgeries over these past 3+ years and it has become time for the rest of their more "minor" surgeries.
I don't know if it's just because our love for our children doesn't want them to have to endure any more discomfort, or if there is some sort of link that happens when I wave one of them off with Daddy to the hospital that transports my heart back to the days of saying goodbye before open heart surgery an airplane flight away from home...I'm quite sure that it's both really and whatever the root, it's just plain hard to watch them drive away.
And so it went this morning around 4am. I said goodbye to Bea in her jammies in the dark, tucking a tiny flower and a note into her palm as it's her turn this month (Beck went last) for yet another "minor" surgery, though it's major in my heart. I want to push fast forward on this day, but I know the Lord is using it for good and He goes with her on her way. I know He's here at home with the rest of us too and it's our privilege to help our children and mend what all we can, so I'll be strong for them and hold down the fort knowing God is God over ALL including "minor" surgeries.
"Be strong and courageous. Do not be frightened, and do not be dismayed,
for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go."
Joshua 1:9
