Detour

So I thought I would be here writing my second post on Saturday but instead I was lying in a hospital bed while the doctors tried to figure out what was the cause of the pain in my chest and back. The hospital is definitely not the place where I wanted to be but it was where I was.

Like a lot of life we sometimes end up in places where we never thought we would go, experiencing things we sometimes would rather not know about, living a life that in our wildest dreams we would not have imagined.

Even as I write these words I am fully aware of the shortness of the life that I have been given. God is the holder of my days. Scripture says the Lord even has numbered them. I don't think this is a reference to some sort of divine calendar room up in the sky where everyone's life is carefully tallied. Instead, it is a reference to Yahweh's care for his people and in particular for me. 

Whether in a hospital bed with mystery pain or sitting typing at my kitchen counter these words, God is here. 

Here's to the detours of life and God's presence in them. Amen.

Comments

[Sue]

Oh I am so sorry to hear this Jan! I will keep you in my prayers and you are always in my thoughts...we were just speaking of you yesterday as we went down to the country for an outdoor mass at Marysburg...please let me know if there is anything I can do...
take care my dear cousin!

Love,
Sue