Tuesday, October 07, 2008
My Tuesdays are different because of where I spent Monday.
Tuesdays are different because of where I spent Monday.
My heart is still engaged by the patients I visited on Monday. I replay our conversations. I continue to pray for them. I am still rejoicing in their victories, groaning over their setbacks.
I'm remembering holding the hand of the patient in excruciating pain. I am remembering the words of the patient who prayed for relief and got it.
My Tuesdays are different because of where I spent Monday.
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