On Thursday, there was a baby rushed in to the NICU with the grandmother trailing close behind full of tears, much like our scenario the day before with me following Jane and the doctors. As she was walking by, I said quietly, “Everything will be okay”. A bit later, I really felt like looking for to pray with her. I found her, and we prayed together.
Tonight, I went into the family room to finish the last of my coffee, and that same lady walked in and sat by me. She told me, that on Thursday when she walked by me, she glanced back when I told her everything’s gonna be okay, and she said she saw an angel behind me. I was blown away.
But then she said that a little while later, when she was sitting all alone in the family room, she asked the social service agent to bring up someone to pray with her, and nobody came. Then she started “begging” to God to bring her someone to comfort her and pray with her, and that’s when I came in. I asked her if I can pray with her, then I held her hands and put my arm around her and we just prayed with eyes full of tears and noses full of snots.
PS Jane’s platelet injection was received by her body, and her count is back up! What a day!!!!!