As I write this, I'm sitting in my father's hospital room. He has been experiencing some difficulties in coordination in recent weeks, and a few days ago began suffering from seizures. The cause is not known as this point. But for the past few days I have become part of the incessant routine of hospital life. The nurses, aides, and physicians have been kind, considerate and helpful. It has reminded me of the vast universe of round-the-clock endeavors that few of us think of regularly.
At the moment I'm waiting for the doctors. Waiting is not my long suit. I have many questions, and my concern is that there may be few answers. Yet I am grateful to God for the medical knowledge and technology available to us these days. And I'm asking for the grace to be a quiet witness for Christ in these circumstances.
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