As I had reported a week or so ago my daughter was having some medical issues. Last week those issues became ones her doctors felt needed intervention. My daughter spent four days in the hospital due to severe impaction (again). My thoughts "Oh No Not Again!!!"
There was a parade of nursing staff coming in and out of our room every hour on the hour from 7 AM to 11 PM pushing laxative laced gatoraid. My daughter cried because she could not believe that she was in this horrid place again and wanted to know why God had abandoned her.
It's hard to find hope in the midst of pain, but I urged her to be open to Gods love and guidance while we were in this place. Her youth pastor reminded her to find the joy in all situations and understand that there was a reason for us being there. At first even I had a hard time finding any joy in my daughters illness. We were facing the possibility of new medical issues and a barrage of more tests.
Yet there it was, slowly but surely showing itself to me. My daughter found gratitude for her loved ones, a nurse shared her story with us and we shared our faith with her, one of her doctors was humbled and my daughter's joy began to shine through out the staff. So although it was by no means a fun time, God was in it. He was in every moment.
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