Yesterday I wrote about the stuff stolen from the cabin.
Tomorrow Wick will have surgery on his arm.
The stuff that was taken was just stuff. As Wick said, a year ago he was just praying that I would live one more day.
Today I am praying that the surgeon will have the skill to restore Wick's hand and that he will regain total function.
Compared to the risk of losing each other, stuff pales by comparison.
As the Bible says, our true treasures are in Heaven, where no rust corrupts, no moth consumes, and no thief can steal what is truly valuable.
Tomorrow... we have been hoping for two weeks for this surgery to be scheduled, and now it is less than 12 hours away. Jeana will go with him, since I still can't drive. I will stay here with the grandkids, and pray.
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I will be here in Ohio praying for Wick! Let us know how the surgery goes. ((HUGS))
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