Up and Running...

Well.... maybe "running" is bit of a strong word at 4 in the morning. I'm up and.....thinking about running. Yes.. that's better. Not running away but running towards my first big day of testing, probing, prodding, cold hands, cold machines,.... In the elevator on my first day, January 5, 2012, going up to the clinic which is to become my new home for awhile, I met one of the cutest little 2 year old boys that I have ever seen. On either side of him stood his grandparents holding tightly to his hands. He had on the cutest little beret that matched his smokey grey eyes. As the elevator opened he confidently stepped out dragging grandpa and grandma behind him. Besides my noticing just how cute a young boy he was, I noticed that at 2 years old, he knew where he was going in this clinic....it was obvious he had been there many times before. As he turned back to make sure his escorts were with him, it was clear by his stature and the serious look on his face, he was no longer a 2 year old child. He was missing the impish look of toddler boy who got his hands caught in the cookie jar. There was no giggly face of a child riding in an elevator and pressing buttons. I prayed for that young boy right then and there and continue to pray for all the young children afflicted by this terrible invasion to their bodies. As Dolores and I got to my staging area, one could not help but notice how many women of all nationalities, all ages, all sizes, were waiting...waiting... waiting...... Family members praying over a meal together, husbands napping in the chairs waiting for their wives, sons and daughters working on puzzles waiting for their mom, ...mothers waiting for their daughters.
As I leave this morning to be among this, my new family, I realize that I now am not an outsider looking in...observing. I am a family member, not by choice, but a family member still the same. God saw fit to adopt me, undeserved, to include me in His family to become an heir to His kingdom... He accepts me just the way I am. Funny how it works that I am once again being adopted into a family, undeserved, where I am constantly finding and seeing glory. Yeah. Actually, now, I am up and running. Thank you God for giving me this venue to speak to cyber space and I ask that you bless these words that they may find a home in someone's heart that may be going through difficulty. I lift up all the people in my new adopted family. You know them by names just as you know the name of each star in the sky because you created us. I pray for their comfort, peace, healing, and to feel the arms of Your love envelope them as they make their own individual walks. I pray for their families that they have an understanding that in all things You are the Great Physician and Victor over all. Thank you Father...Thank you Abba..Amen..Alleluia..Amen