Life Support

Thursday night I had the pleasure of sleeping in ICU-8 with my daddy. Settling into the dimness of the room, I found myself relaxing to the gentle rhythm of the respirator. Respirator....the machine attached to the tube going into his lungs, breathing for him. I  began to think about all the things Dr C has said to us over the last 2 weeks. It wasn't until just recently, Wednesday night I think, that I remember him using the term "life support". I know the respirator is breathing for him. But "life support"? I know he is critical. But "life support"? Yes, life support. The machine is supporting his life. It is breathing for him because he is so ill. Because his lungs are full of pneumonia and can't do it on their own. 

I then began to think about my life support which is my relationship with God. Were it not for the connection I have to Him, I'm not sure how I would have handled the events of the past 2 weeks. Four years ago when I lost my job, I made the decision to stay connected, rooted in my faith, rather than listen to Satan and his lies. If I break that connection, even for a short time, I still have to come back to my relationship with God. It was a good choice then. God taught me more about having faith and trust in Him regardless of my circumstances. And it is a great choice now. As I watch my earthy father attached to "life support" I need all the support I can get. What better life support than my Heavenly Father. 

Are you connected to life support?