Time for bed...

Well Mom is safe and sound in her lovely and quiet room in Paoli Hospital where she was welcomed by a host of people who love her. She is sleepy, worn out, uncomfortable and in pain but it's over and she was happy to see us. Her first concerns were making sure we called Bobby and that I was able to get to class on time. And now, with Kristen and Dad holding her hands and feeding her ice chips we begin the long road to recovery. Her nurse is a dear friend Wendy Fulbright who worked things out to be on her floor all night and she'll have a host of family and support here all day tomorrow (Bobby is coming home!). Thank you again to all of you who have been providing encouragement, there is no way to put into words how much you all mean to us. Our God continues to be good, no matter what the situation.


Megan


1 Peter 1:6-9


"In all this you greatly rejoice, though now for a little while you may have had to suffer grief in all kinds of trials. These have come so that the proven genuineness of your faith—of greater worth than gold, which perishes even though refined by fire—may result in praise, glory and honor when Jesus Christ is revealed. Though you have not seen him, you love him; and even though you do not see him now, you believe in him and are filled with an inexpressible and glorious joy, for you are receiving the end result of your faith, the salvation of your souls."