Praying for Life

Today one of my parishioners was rushed by ambulance to the ER. We had just had a lovely conversation at church, then I get a call, not 2 hours after the end of the service, that his defibrillator went off three times in 15 minutes. Not good. I met him in the ER and he was scared as was his wife. I was scared for him. I'm used to people being rushed to the hospital from my church. I'm also getting to the point where I understand that death is a part of life. But when one that I've gotten to know over 3.5 years is scared, well, that's different. I know very well that there comes a time when people are ready for their health to fail, ready even to die. But he's not. He has too much to live for still. And so, I'm praying that he can live. This is the kind of thing that happens all of the time in Arbuckle Creek because people retire here and live here until they die. Sometimes that is a very short period of time. Other times it spans many years. But always it is hard to be involved with.

I don't have much more to say today except that I made an incredible alfredo pasta tonight with mushrooms, peppers, and chicken and now I am SO full, but I wanted to surprise my hubby. He really liked it.