Mending Bodies and Healing Hearts

Ya know when you have one of "those days", one of those horrible, terrible, no good, very bad days? I had one of them the other day and it was awful. It started out that I hadn't slept well for a few days so I was kind of grumpy. Everything that I touched seemed to break or malfunction, it was unbearably hot, I cut open my finger attempting to open one of those loathed glass ampules (my nurse friends know!), and I couldn't seem to find anything. On top of it all I found out only a couple hours into my shift that my dear friend, who was going to come visit me here in Honduras next week, isn't coming anymore. So I was tired, frustrated, dying of heat stoke, and now completely heart broken. I wanted nothing more than to hide from everyone in my air conditioned and have a good cry because it was definitely the end of the world.  Our miracle baby - Issis Milagro     It was the very end of my shift at 2pm, when the mother of our premature baby at the end of the h

Exodus 17:10-13 So Joshua did what Moses had commanded and fought the army of Amalek. Meanwhile, Moses, Aaron, and Hur climbed to the top of a nearby hill. As as Moses held up the staff in his hand, the Israelites had the advantage. But whenever he dropped his hand, the Amalekites gained the advantage. Moses' arms soon became so tired he could not longer hold them up. So Aaron and Hur found a stone for him to sit on. Then they stood on each side of Moses holding up his hands. So his hands held steady until sunset. As a result, Joshua overwhelmed the army of Amalek in battle.  The other day, as I was giving Jasmine her scheduled tube feeding of yogurt and  protein, my arms grew increasingly numb and tingly as I held up the syringe high in the air to allow the feeding to drain down the tube.  As I was watching the ventilator give Jasmine her every breath, my tired arms reminded me of the story of Moses in Exodus. As long as he held his arms up before the Lord, the Israelite army w