It is stressful for all of us to need to visit a hospital emergency room. I found myself there this morning. Luckily, our charming outport has a clinic/hospital just five minutes away from our home.
I wasn’t sure what was wrong, but I follow the rule : “When in doubt, check it out”.
While sitting and waiting, I started to read a handout: ‘Hospital Activity Book for Children’. In it, there was a guide for learning sign language, and so I started to learn it. After learning the signs for the letters ‘A’ and ‘B’, I realized I could spell another word for God, “Abba” or “Daddy”. This is the familiar name that Jesus used to address his Father. Abba God is our Daddy too. I was aware of how vulnerable we all are, and I knew that my Abba was with me.
A kind and gentle physician helped me, and I was able to return home. Growing older will bring changes and challenges for all of us, but we are all children of a loving Abba who watches lovingly over his little ones.