1. Hospital and hospitable have the same etymology but not the same experience. I'm not complaining. I'm merely observing.
2. When she asks to go home, my heart doesn't break. It crumbles.
3. Hands down, we have some of the greatest friends in the world.
4. Donald Trump is to American politics what Sponge Bob is to cartoons. They both epitomize everything that is opportunistic and freaky. If my 13-year old can diagnose a charlatan, it's bad. At some point, we the people have to get serious enough about the problems and solutions and not be in love with our rage anymore.
5. If they can come for Muslims in mosques, they can come for Christians in churches. Either the First Amendment applies or it doesn't.
6. The more complicated the world gets, the simpler and saner the call of Jesus sounds: "Be faithful to the end, I've got the rest."
7. I told a friend today our church is in the midst of a hard season but is doing great because the church has basically sucked it up and said, "Let's walk it together." I stand by that 100%. I'm not sure an outsider would see it because there's no griping or fussing. It's a steely-eyed, gritty joy. And I love them for it. I draw inspiration from it.
8. Texas Children's Hospital cares for a lot of sick kids and kids who are a lot of sick. Every time someone punches the elevator to 9, I pray for their family. Kids ought not have to see an oncologist. Jesus, come quickly.
9. There are tons of stories in the nursing core and doctor teams. I like asking questions and getting answers about T's bracelet with the saints' portraits that he wears to remind him to pray or J's music selection that includes R&B slow jams and the gospel sounds of Fred Hammonds or E's allergies to basically the entire world yet a tenderheartedness that has prompted her to bring Maggie two hand-sewn blankets or ribbing a doc about his new baby's first Hanukkah and me reminding him that Jesus was Jewish too (he about busted a gut laughing, so don't get offended).
10. Sometimes my prayer life feels more like John Candy in his movie The Great Outdoors. In the scene I'm thinking about, the bear busts down the door Candy is holding back and bounces on top of it. At one point, Candy just starts saying, "Uncle! Uncle! Uncle!" That's about all I have some times.
Just a few quick prayer points:
- We need the strategies they're trying now to work. No more guessing would be awesome.
- I think her soul is starting to feel the weight of this. The Queen said she asked for home about 10+ times today.
- Endurance. I have told multiple people: what we're doing isn't hard, it's doing what we're doing over and over again that's hard.
- Security for the Big Three. Their world is abnormal, and I don't want that to become normal.