This morning at church, as we sang “Way Maker”, I found myself just begging God for David. You see, my father-in-law has pulmonary fibrosis. And his only hope is a lung transplant. I shared the story here.
I found myself begging God to make a way for his lungs to be healed. It had been a while since I had been that overcome praying over it. Praying for his donor. Begging the Lord that today would be his salvation day. That he would take care of whatever business was unsettled. Begging the Lord to move. Reminding Him He is a miracle worker. He never stops moving. Even when I don’t feel it. Even when I don’t see it. He is moving.
I knew I needed to send the song to Janice. I send her songs. They just speak to my soul. Her response was “I needed that today. We’re struggling lately”. I prayed for their strength to be renewed.
Thirty minutes later...they got the call. “There is a donor. We won’t know for sure but they think it is a match.” David and Janice head to UAB. We get our stuff together. Wait for the call that it isn’t a dry run. Finally we just decide to come on. The surgery would start at 3 AM and it wouldn’t be a for sure yes until the lungs were procured and examined. David would already be under. He would go to sleep not knowing if he would wake up in 20 minutes to a false alarm or 2-3 days later with the lungs of a generous man, able to fill deeply with air for the first time in a long time.
We got here in time to pray with them. Hug him and love him. It was surreal.
It would be two hours later that the phone in the waiting room would ring and we found out it was a go. Now we wait. For six to nine hours, a team with highly skilled hands will perform unimaginable feats.
Way Maker, miracle worker, promise keeper, light in the darkness. That is who You are. Even when I don’t see it You’re working. Even when I don’t feel it You’re working. You never stop working.
There are so many things to be thankful for today. He’s in the waiting.