Waiting sucks. Plain and simple. Just ask…anybody.
I remember in June of 2004 we booked the cruise of a lifetime for that December. I thought the wait was going to kill me.
Or a kid waiting for Christmas. Or their birthday. It tortures them (and their parents).
How about Fridays? How hard is the wait when you drag yourself in on Mondays?
A high schooler waiting for summer break. A first grader waiting for a loose tooth to fall out. A giddy 12 year old for an upcoming slumber party. A bride for her wedding (the groom for their honeymoon). Football season. Water to boil. The microwave to finish. The traffic light to turn green. This blog page to load.
Waiting to fight for your life.
Wow. Suddenly the others seem so trivial.
Can you imagine, every day, waking up knowing you have cancer inside of you and having to wait for the treatment plan to fight it? What is that like? “Good morning cancer. I know you’re in there. Eating away at me. I’m going to have to ask that you ‘freeze’. No spreading. No growing. Just freeze. Cause I am waiting for the plan to fight you.”
Talk about feeling helpless.
Travis and Carrie are waiting. Stuck in a holding pattern. Waiting for test results to be mailed. Records to be faxed. Doctors to review. Appointments to be made. All the while knowing there is this thing inside of him trying to kill him. Can you imagine?!?
Can. You. Imagine?
So this week we ask that you pray for things to fall into place. Quickly. There is no time to lose. How the pieces of a puzzle fall into place to create a picturesque image – not a piece out of place – we pray everything would fall into place for the Roberts.
Specifically… For MD Anderson to receive everything they need from Kaiser. For Emory to receive all of the records they need. For the appointment with the Piedmont Hospital surgical team to happen this week. For the appointment with the Emory team to happen this week. For the appointment with MD Anderson to happen early next week.
For all pieces to fall into place. Because waiting sucks.
So now for the best part of all…
Everything you just read was written first thing this morning. I always ensure the Roberts read, make changes, and approve posts before they are published. After all, this is their story. This post was waiting to be published. And the calls started rolling in. Travis has his appointment with Emory tomorrow at noon. His appointment with MD Anderson on Monday.
The records have been delivered. The appointments have been made. Before the prayer even left our lips… the puzzle is coming together…beautifully. One could even say – miraculously.
They still need your prayers for the remaining pieces to fall into place to perfect the picture. They would like their appointment with the Piedmont surgical team to happen before they go to MD Anderson so they know the surgical options available here. They also need the pathology slides, from Travis’ liver biopsy, to get to MD Anderson before their appointment Monday.
Who knows? Maybe God is already working on finalizing those final pieces of the puzzle. Because even though He sometimes uses it as a tool for refining us. God knows…waiting sucks.
And endurance develops strength of character, and character strengthens our confident hope of salvation. Romans 5:4