This Waiting Room

It is incredibly unsettling that each day I meet new families in this waiting room. Everyday I grow more hopeful for my brother's recovery yet I see another family come in and have to embrace the same struggles. I'm not sure why I'm sensitive to this revelation, but for whatever reason I am. As I sit here and stare at my brother and wonder at the amazing man and what he has accomplished and he will accomplish, I gravitate towards the many families that share this floor with me. Each are waiting. Waiting for more information on their loved one's situation and prognosis. Each depending on the knowledge and experience of the doctor. Each moving through the five stages of grief and quite possibly dealing with such circumstances without a prayer warrior! Still each of us are submitting, most likely involuntarily & unwillingly, to this waiting room. This is a place where we have no facts or conclusion. We seek hope and we want results. As I engage in conversations I realize that many people love many people and truly want healing. With that in mind it makes me wonder why my brother has yet to wake up. It makes me wonder if he, my God, being all powerful, would rather look to moving hearts into the right position before He heals physical wounds. Maybe you are part of a family that needs relational healing... aren't we all? Maybe you sense that you need to go a bit further to make things right. Maybe you have been in the waiting room before and need some questions answered. Maybe. At this moment it is very real to me that we are in a waiting room that in which some moment or someday our God will place us in a location that only gives healing and hope. What about you?