Hospital Elevators
I'm not sure what it says that this post should have happened one week ago tonight. Good grief, life is busy....
One week ago tonight, long after visiting hours had ended, I stood alone on a hospital elevator and wept. I wept for my young friend and his family whom I had just visited. A 17-year old kid who loves rap music and basketball and has a million dollar smile, but there's not enough money in the world to help him walk again - that's up to God, and it hurts to see he and his family go through this. I simply could not contain myself - the only response was tears.
It makes me wonder how many people everyday walk into empty hospital elevators only to find themselves finally alone, and so they weep - overwhelmed with their pain and hurt and suffering and sense of hopelessness and emptyness over their loved one's illness.
I wonder what the blog would read like if the walls of hospital elevators could capture conversations? I have a feeling most of it would be no words.....just tears...
Please say a prayer for Ify Nonyelu....
posted by DW at 11:06 PM
2 Comments:
Very touching post. Very true. This is why God made blogs!
Inspiring, even...and in case your son hasn't started on it already, this sounds like a germ of an idea for a film...how a series of people, all dealing with various events in their lives, cross paths as they get on and off an elevator, and the film reveals how their lives are linked with each other in an intricate network of connections. That's a hit movie, if I do say so myself. I'll have my people talk to Seth's people about a deal for the rights...and start practicing my Academy Award speech! : )
3:00 PM
truly amazing post! i have missed getting to hear your heart! Blessings my brother!
12:36 AM
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