>I am sitting here in the surgery waiting room as my sister is back in surgery having the steel plate removed from her leg and as many screws from her knee that the doctor can safely remove. I spent a lot of time here a little over a year ago. On the way here I was listening to Way-FM and they were doing a listener call in to the question “What was the worst day of your life? How did God get you through it? Did good end up coming from it?”
As I answered the question to myself on this drive to the hospital… my mind went to this first trip that I made to this hospital to get to my sister. I have had more “worst days” that God has seen me through, but today my mind took me to this one.
This was the worst day because it was the first time that I was faced with asking God whether or not I could ask for a loved one’s life to be spared. Every other time before, I just simply selfishly asked for the life to be spared…