Sometimes thank you just doesn’t seem like enough. Like when you end up at the children’s hospital with your 11 year old daughter and God pours out blessing upon blessing, mercy upon mercy through the whole thing.
Or when you arrive to the Intermediate Care Unit and walk off the elevator with the paramedic to see your pastor and his family sitting in the waiting room, waiting for you.
And when they grab McDonalds for you at 9 at night because you haven’t eaten since lunch.
Or when that same pastor leaves church right after preaching to be with you while your little girl is in surgery a couple days later.
Or when a dozen or more people come together throughout the week to provide child care for the littles at home.
Or for friends who came at a moment’s notice to care for your other children so that you can go be with your girl in the ER asking for her mama. And to get you there so you don’t have to drive.
Other friends who drop everything to drive 2 hours and stay with those 5 children all weekend.
A mama of 5 of her own increases that brood to 10 to bring your children into her home for a couple nights.
Or another who gives up Hershey Park tickets to be with them the night after that.
Grandparents who come from far away to take the rest of the week.
Or when cards and money are collected at the office to help encourage and provide for gas and meals during your stay.
Or when someone from work brings his wife and a Chic-fil-a dinner to the hospital to visit and encourage you, while your daughter sleeps strait through it.
Or when the gifts start piling in for your girl to make her smile and distract her from pain and sickness. And a gift for her is like a gift for you.
Or when the Child Life staff at the hospital brings clay to distract her while they change the dressing on her chest tube, or brings a new game to play while they put in a new IV.
Or when new friends stop in to feed the chickens each morning on their way to work when there isn’t anyone at home.
Or when old friends take baskets of laundry home to wash and return.
Or when lady after wonderful lady bring meals for the kids and their caretakers.
Or when someone at church videos your son in the VBS drama everyday because you can’t be there to see it yourself.
And when hundreds of people pray earnestly for you and your family, keeping up to date and spreading the word!
After 4 very sick days at home, an urgent care visit, diagnosis of pneumonia, antibiotics, dehydration, and a visit to the ER for fluids, my 11 year old daughter was admitted to the children’s hospital not too far from home. A day and a half later she was continuing to worsen, though they had already changed her antibiotics. A chest tube released a lot of fluid that was building up around her lung (6 cups by weeks end). Finally the antibiotics could do their work.
We spent 9 days in the Acute Care Unit (after 1 in the Intermediate Care Unit) before we were able to take her home to finish her healing. It was a long 10 days away from the rest of the children and our home, but God cared for us and our children every step of the way. We maintained a peace that only comes from God in these circumstances (Philippians 4:6-7) and, though she was very sick and everything going on was super crazy, we never felt like it was out of control. Of course it was in God’s control the whole time.
Certainly thank you just isn’t enough, but I wanted to paint some special cards for some of the people who were extra blessings during this time (in addition to one that went out to the whole church and others that we sent out various other ways.