Wednesday, March 09, 2005

Wait over

Well, 4pm and Mrs E is out of surgery, all the cancer roots taken out. Several stitches on her noggin in reconstructive surgery. Her mom is taking her home, where I'll see her in about an hour. While I was glumly working away the lady I upset earlier came to talk to me about something and sweetly prayed for me. Such is the Christian life; one that by far surpasses anything man ever invented.

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