Those Other Hospitals.

This morning there are two very dear men at the Heart Ctr. One is having surgery today. The other is still having tests to figure out what is going on. Oh, those other hospitals...

When the lawn pastor had finished tending to 5 lawns and their owners... we were off to see HB and Joel at the Heart Ctr. We know the Heart Ctr like the back of our hands. It was as if the vehicle was on autopilot. As we walked down the halls and into the various stations of rooms - it was clear that we were remembered by some of the nurses. That sort of thing happens when we pray with people.. when you take the time to ask about their own lives and not just focus on why you happen to be there. People are brought together for reasons. This I truly believe.

HB started to cry as we walked into the door. HB was one of daddy's best friends. Those two men clearly loved each other and enjoyed spending time together whether at conferences at various churches or playing golf. There was a time when HB was exceedingly mad at me. He later recognized the error of his ways and we can actually laugh about it now. He was in deep denial over daddy and it felt as if I was smacking them both in the face and gut. That's okay... We knew it wasn't going to be easy taking care of daddy.... and all his friends too. It was bigger than us... still is... fortunately... it is not bigger than God. This we know.

HB is having a having hard time being at the Heart Ctr.... in thinking about having surgery today. He keeps picturing daddy. We've become very close over the past year. HB is now like a dad to me and a grandpa to our boys. Hubby tends to whatever HB needs.. he is part of how hubby earned the title lawn pastor. We don't always see eye-to-eye but that doesn't honestly matter.. There is a love so deep and profound that could have only come from God. As hubby stood at HB's side and I at his feet.... we shared very openly about what all is going. About the past... about today... about whatever is God's plan for HB.

There in the room with us was HB's precious wife, daughter and two friends of theirs from a previous church. They listened and joined us in praying as we were leaving. HB..... well, I knew it was coming.... after we had hugged him goodbye... he said to those others in the rooms.. "I'll wait to tell you about Camey after they leave." He cannot tell others about my having been ill and then healed without crying buckets like daddy used to do. Oh... back to him being mad at me and then recognizing the error of his ways comment.... He later said to me, "How could I be mad at you when God healed you and then He had you take care of your daddy?"

I will not be going to the Heart Ctr for HB's surgery today. In just a bit I am going to Mae's to take care of her. It is the least I can do for all involved...... of course along with praying....

Those other hospitals.... they hold bleeding hearts that only One can truly tend to. My presence is not necessary there today. They are in the best hands possible....... His.....

Please continue to pray for HB and Joel.... More to come on these men....