One year ago, on this first Thursday of February, I spent the day in a Lord-have-mercy prayer mode. Someone I dearly loved was having the first of two scary surgeries. This morning I revisited the long written list of bad outcomes I had begged the Lord's mercy to spare him.
Spared he was. Healed he is.
Thanks be to God, and surgeons, and operating room nurses, and lab techs, and surgical instrument designers, and custodians, and researchers, and bandage makers, and antibiotic manufacturers, and the list could go on and on.
(Photo credit: NASA, Hurricane Frances; colorized.)