Morphine did not erase the underlying anxiety from her surgical complication. I visited my friend in the hospital. As I sat on the side of her bed, this sweet friend asked me to pray. I held her hand and asked for the Lord’s presence ultimately. Beeping sounds and blinking lights don’t make for calmness. Even the dings of the elevators remind us something’s wrong and we’re not at home. I hoped for the peace of prayer to ease my friend’s mind, and indeed she said later that she felt the Lord’s peace. Yet when opening my eyes after our prayer, I noticed someone standing beyond my right shoulder. A member of the surgical team had been waiting while we prayed. Her presence was unanticipated by us, yet I was happy she was there for however long. Then the opportunity to pray broadened to include blessings upon this surgical team member. The Lord’s orchestration again. We simply go about living as He teaches, and He handles the connecting of people. Unseen at first.
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