Holding my breath

There are certain things in your life that make you hold your breath.

Like when my husband called me in April and told me he had been in car accident. I held my breath while he went over the details. He was fine. The car was not.

Totalled.

Big sigh of relief. A car can always be replaced, but he cannot.

Today we spend the day in the hospital while he underwent all sorts of tests.

Doctors used the words “abnormal” and “biopsy.”

I’m still holding my breath.

We don’t know anything but I am praying.


Then your light will break forth like the dawn, and your healing will quickly appear; then your righteousness will go before you, and the glory of the LORD will be your rear guard.
Isaiah 58:8
 

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