Five months ago tonight, March 27, my husband flat-lined.
Five months ago tonight I faced the loss of my best friend and love.
Five months ago tonight I prayed if it is his time take him or heal him. I don’t want him to suffer.
Five months ago tonight I spent the night in emergency.
Five months ago tonight I began a painful, terrifying, horrific, rewarding journey.
Five months ago tonight I began to learn to trust what God said rather than what I saw.
Five months ago tonight I believe God answered my prayer by breathing life into Carl.
The scripture that came to me was Psalm 91 and therein I believed lay my promise.
Psalm 91:14-16 (ESV)
14 “Because he holds fast to me in love, I will deliver him; I will protect him, because he knows my name.
15 When he calls to me, I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble; I will rescue him and honor him.
16 With long life I will satisfy him and show him my salvation.”
Here we are five months later and he is back in the hospital but things are so very different.
God is still fulfilling that promise in very interesting ways.
God is Masterfully orchestrating our lives.