Message Fourteen

This evening we had to tear ourselves away from Elizabeth.  It was not easy.  She looked so unwell and unhappy.  Joanna, Margaret and I stopped in the chapel on the way out.  It is a beautiful place of calm in an otherwise functional hospital.  We saw the prayer written by a kind friend for us in a book lying on a table.  We sensed  that Elizabeth's situation continues to be very precarious.  We know only one thing, that Jesus will never leave her, whatever happens.  Liz knows that.

Elizabeth's medical report continues to be fine.  She does not have a temperature. 

Today, Joanna read our new book to us.  She had to speak loudly because there was a right to-do going on in the next bed (behind a curtain).  Some poor soul was trying to pull her tubes out and her alarms were going off all the time. 

Tash, Cameron and Rich, Liz's old flatmates, visited this afternoon.  I felt that Liz really appreciated their visit.  They remembered the good times they had had together.   It was lovely to hear how they felt that Elizabeth provided the glue that kept them together.

We had lunch with our friend Mary and her girls in a Vietnamese cafe oft frequented by Liz and her friends.   I would love to return with Liz one day.

It was also lovely that a member of Elizabeth's church called in to pray with her.  We believe in prayer, and I've had a lot of thoughts on what this is about.  But it's not for this blog.