I’d like to ask you to pray for my brother, Ben. Out of respect for him I won’t go into all the details, but he’s had a very rough few days. Abdominal pain saw him being admitted to the hospital on Tuesday night and now he’s playing the lovely waiting game that is medicine. Tests, pills, lots of informational reading.
Ben is one of the greatest blessings of my life. He is compassionate. He has a weird sense of humor. He has the courage to say what’s on his heart and mind. Watching him struggle to deal with this hurts my heart.
He’s my brother. I hate to see him going through this. We don’t always get along, but I’d do anything for him. I wish that I could say the right words or wave a magic wand and have it all go away. Instead, I pray. I ask God to give him strength and peace. I hope that we will begin to see something good come out of this pain very soon.
I don’t understand why this is happening. I want Jesus to come back. Today.
Grace and peace,