It has been going on for a while.
Anne has been expressing discomfort all year, but it’s stepped up a notch this summer.
I struggle with not feeling like I should have caught it sooner.
Infact when she was in fifth grade we had her into a specialist.
The diagnosis was migraines.
So we’ve watched Anne more carefully since then.
She even fainted twice at school one year, but we thought it was low blood sugar.
This basketball season her complaint seemed to form more frequently.
With the Spring her allergies were definitely angry and I mistakenly thought she was struggling with just the affects of that.
It was early Summer when I saw her grab her chest the same way I do when my chest is hurting.
It was like a bell rang in my brain.
I called the doctor’s office and spoke with a nurse.
She said I’d need to write down the symptoms and call back in a week.
Which I did.
I spoke with our doctor this time and she agreed that Anne should be seen.
In the meantime the chest pains had become so painful that Anne has actually been unable to function at times.
My anticipation for her to see the doctor was increasing as she struggled with not feeling well.
Then I realized I wouldn’t be able to attend the appointment.
Thankfully my husband was able to.
Our doctor agreed that she most likely has asthma, but wanted to rule out any other issues, so after Anne received a breathing treatment in the office my husband was to drive her to the hospital to get a chest x-ray and an EKG.
I spoke with my husband before they headed to the hospital.
I gripped the phone tight, willing myself not to be emotional.
My heart silently prayed for the Lord to comfort our girl since I couldn’t.
I so wanted to be there, to hold her hand, to pray with her, to comfort her.
Instead God had a different plan.
I received a text from my husband with the following picture and words:
So, I came around the corner from going to the bathroom and I heard this lady say to Bethany “Are you a believer in the Lord Jesus Christ?” next thing I know they are praying for Bethany’s EKG.
I blinked back the tears of joy and surprise.
“God, You are amazing!”
My husband assured me that he had thanked the sweet lady.
Jesus knew exactly what both Anne and I needed.
And He filled it perfectly