I am sitting in the hospital lobby waiting for my bride to get prepped for surgery. Five minutes ago, she was taken to the second floor and I was told to stay on the first. I wander around, lost in the waiting area until I find a secluded area to hide in. I wipe my tears. I don’t know if it is separation or anxiety from the looming trauma.
Next to me, a man dials a number on the lobby phone and starts updating someone’s medical condition. I don’t want to listen to his conversation. I put my headphones on, I load iTunes, I select shuffle, and choose the “inspirational” genre. The first selection that randomly plays is “God will listen to you” by Mark Heard. It is so powerful and moving. I wipe away more tears. This time it is gratitude. God is here and listening to me when I am tearful and afraid.
It is amazing how God communicates his love to me. I feel so undeserving, and yet I am so grateful for His affection toward me. This is such a simple gesture, but love is holding me. It is exactly what I need.
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