We've let go. Now we wait. Waiting requires taking no action. It involves quiet anticipation of the unknown. It involves continuing to live our lives as normally as we can minus one family member. It is a little sad as we approach the holidays. It is a little relief to not continue to fight a losing battle. It is what it is.....whatever that is.
Prayer is my source of strength. It is all I have and probably all I had all along. Yesterday on Oprah, she did a story on a healer in Brazil, who others refer to as John of God. He sees thousands of people each day, three days a week. He takes no money as he says that he isn't doing anything, only God. She had a scientific journalist and a medical doctor from Harvard on the show. Both guests had been to visit this man while he was healing others. Both guests came away with different views. They both felt that there is so much in life that we can't see. So much that we can't measure or explain. I have no doubts.
Prayer is just such a thing. It can't be understood, measured or seen. But it's power is huge. It's healing is unexplainable. So, while I wait, I pray. I pray with faith. I pray for what God wants in this situation. I know what he wants will be so much better than what I can imagine. I have stopped looking at the usual routes. I have stopped expecting the usual prognosis. I am expecting far greater. My faith is intact. I just pray for patience.
On this day, I am thankful for the quiet peace that only God gives. I am thankful for all of the support that surrounds me and my family. I pray for God to return my son to Him first and me second. I pray for those who are sick and suffering. And, as always, I pray for Henry. In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. Amen.