I called my cousin the other day to see how things were. He answered in his normal voice.
“How are things”… I asked?
“Really good! The doctors can’t believe how well Johnny is doing. He may get to go home tomorrow!” he told me, happiness oozing thorough the phone.
I told him how happy I was… etc. He told me how he couldn’t believe it.
I told him that it must have been all those prays being sent his way!
He laughed.
Just shortly after Johnny was in the hospital and I had talked to him, I told him about all the people that posted that they would send prayers for them.
I could hear him getting flustered.
“I don’t really like talk of prayer etc.” he said… I could hear his pain.
“Ujjal, people pray to do something they believe in and makes them feel like they are doing something. It isn’t really about you… it is just a gesture. And hey, what if God is there and listening?”
I just let it go with there are people that are thinking of you. Just pass that on to Johnny.
How much he must have been hurt to get so agitated.
I am so thankful to all of you that prayed.
I am so thankful for the extra time they have been given.
I am so thankful that God is a God of mercy and love.
Thank you!