I'm currently in NJ, where my grandfather is still in critical condition but stable. I plan to head back to Boston on Wed., pack for the rest of the summer, and then head up to Maine on Sat.
God is faithful and, while this is far from how I expected to spend my week between camps, I am so thankful that I had these days off and was able to come down and spend these days with my family. Grandpa has lived an incredible life of humble devotion to his Father, and I know that our faithful God will heal him if He wills it.
This morning my grandparents' huge family Bible was open to Psalm 104, and I found the words comforting. Instead of speaking of healing or comfort, it speaks of the overwhelming majesty of God. At times when I feel the most worried, or the most sad, it is powerful to remember who God is and to marvel that He chose us to be His children.
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