God moves, even today

Grandma is in the ICU. She had a surgery to drain a brain bleed and is heavily sedated. We await the results of this morning’s CT scan. 

After a late night of crying, reminiscing and hugging with Mom, Dad, Ryan and Elizabeth, I drifted off to a deep and surprisingly restorative sleep. I know she’s in Good Hands; and yet, I didn’t know how or what to pray this morning. As I listened to a devotion on being a vessel, a blinding beam of light shone into my unlit living room. It was as if God were saying, “Just keep going Alissa.” 

So that’s what I’m doing; and in God’s strength, Grandma is too. 

Even today, God moves.