On the fifth night after surgery while still in ICU, I awoke around 1:30am. I listened to and loathed the sound of the suction machine plugged into the wall that pumped extra fluids from my incision. The pump to keep circulation in my leg compressed and released, compressed and released. I looked at all the IV tubes that hung like a tangled mass – drip, drip, drip.
Category: God’s will
Called out of Darkness – Part I
I was terrified of the thick darkness. I heard the siren as only a faint sound like it was far, far off in the distance. I wanted to get to that sound, but it was so dark, I did not know where it was. Thick darkness engulfed me, and I could barely hear the sound anymore. Death’s door was opened.
Anticipation
When the angels were gone, the shepherds made haste to go to Bethlehem. “The King was born in a stable?” “I thought He would be born in a palace.” “I thought the trumpet would sound, but angels are even better!” the shepherds huffed to one another, as they ran to see the Christ child.