The hard days of being a nurse

Being a nurse for the last ten years I have seen my share of heartbreaking stories, illnesses, patients and families. I have probably been present for at least 50 people passing. Every week I take care of at least a few precious patients who have less than a week to live. I have shed a few tears for every patient that passes away (If I ever don't then it would be time to hang up my stethoscope). But, few have touched me in a way that one particular family has this last year. I cry today for her family as she is very sick and barring a miracle I have learned she probably has less than a day to live. The special thing about her is that her faith is strong in the mist of miserable circumstances. But God is good and faithful during this time. She has encouraged so many people during this time of her illness. Her family has been a shining light. I pray for them today and I know how good our God is and ask for that miracle. Our God is big enough. I have asked for miracles before (When Laine was born and diagnosed with VLCAD). So I have seen first hand how he has blessed Laine's life and our family. We give God all the glory for how good Laine is doing and so strong, sassy and feisty. So tonight I think of them and His promises. We "can do all things through Christ who strengthens us" Phil 4:13