After someone coming in the consultation room to check on me every few minutes, finally the first surgeon came in. She told me that had put chest tubes in Sarah for both of her lungs. Her blood pressure was stabilizing and she was breathing. She said putting chest tubes in is very painful so they deaden the area for incisions but you are awake. She gave Sarah medicine that would hopefully make her forget (but it did not). I kept asking why and could get no answers. I was still scared, relieved, grateful, confused and anxious. They would let me know when I could come in and see Sarah.
A new face appeared in the door - Derek. He seemed very compassionate. I felt like he wanted to hug me but felt he had to be professional. When he asked if I wanted to go see my girl I fell apart again. I was a hot mess ball of nerves trying to trust Jesus! Trying to be grateful and give God the glory! I fell into Derek's arms and cried tears of relief and he just hugged me back. When I could finally talk I told him my prayers about the Holy Spirit blowing in that room and they would all know God was in control and performed a miracle. He looked at me so funny and said, "Oh, we know God was in there! It was so traumatic but He was in charge." God answered our prayers.
I was getting texts from people that I did not know knew. I was getting text from Sarah's friends that they were praying. They were scared. Since then I have thought about how God heard from people He probably never hears from. Reading that so many were praying on Sarah's behalf was comforting. I had a group text, through work, that anyone on campus come to the office to have prayer for Sarah. Knowing that they were doing that helped so much! And I know that was a God thing because I was not reading my text at that point. All of these prayers are another part of the good that comes out of bad things. Romans 8: 28, "And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose."
I finally got to see Sarah. They told me to touch her and talk to her even though she seemed nonresponsive. I thanked God for healing her. God answered another prayer. I had prayed for the week prior to this surgery that God would let me be strong and not cry in front of Sarah. I had no idea how important those prayers would be. As soon as I was with her I was strong for her.
Now what about when my friend was praying for her son to live? What about my friend's husband who died and they were praying for a miracle? What about our dear friend who just died? I don't know. I know they all had lots of prayers but God heard all of them and healed them in a different way. They got the ultimate healing where there is no more suffering. As I have said before some things I may never understand. I have thought and prayed for these families so much during this time. And I know God is holding His heart broken children up and giving them His peace. Philippians 4: 7, "And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus."