A mother sat in the waiting room of the hospital. Her husband stepped out to get her something to eat.
She was very anxious. She didn’t like the waiting. She felt helpless and, if she was being honest, hopeless.
Her son went into surgery that morning. There had been no word from the doctors yet.
She looked around at some other anxious parents. Some were quiet and others coped with their worries by pacing or talking loudly on the phone.
This mother was one of the quiet ones. She didn’t know what else to do. They had found the best hospital and the best doctors in the world. Why was she still worried?
When her husband arrived, she couldn’t eat. She was gracious but decided to go for a walk.
Down the hall she went until she came to a room with a sign that read “Chapel.”
She couldn’t remember the last time she had been inside a church.
She entered. It was empty and quiet. There was something about that room that gave her peace. She was in the right place.
She sat in a chair and then decided to kneel instead.
She closed her eyes and prayed. It was a silent prayer. She couldn’t think of the right words to say until finally she said, “Help him get through this . . . please. Protect him from harm.”
A few more silent moments passed and she returned to the waiting room. There was still no news from the doctors, but as she sat next to her husband she felt at peace.
There was nothing else to rely on now other than God. She felt confident that everything would be alright.
The doctor came into the waiting room with a smile.
“He can see you now,” he said.
“The LORD answer you in time of distress; the name of the God of Jacob defend you!Psalm 20:5-6
. . . Grant what is in your heart, fulfill your every plan. May we shout for joy at your victory, raise the banners in the name of our God. The LORD grant your every petition!”
- What finally freed the mom from her worries?
- Have you ever felt worried? How can you turn to God during these moments?
- Who is in need of your prayers today and why?
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