Charge Over You

It is dark outside and she's waking me up. Medicine this early? I'm toooooooo sleeeeeepy. Daddy, Mama, and Sethie get ready for the day. I get to stay in my jammies. Nice! Daddy and Sethie slip out the door while Mama stays with me. She just asks for coffee. I don't get breakfast today. I give Mama my most charming look. "I'm hungry" I tell her. I'm not sure she heard me. She seems distracted.
Rachel and Cat bow their heads to pray. Today is going to be a long day. It's time to start the prayer blanket. I've been here all along, but now step to Micah's side.
Daddy and Sethie are back already? They must have wolfed it! I look hopefully at their hands. Nope. No breakfast plate for me. (sigh) Daddy and Seth aren't paying attention to me either.
Lucas, Seth, Buddy and Pastor Mark ask for safety, steady hands, and quick healing. I smile. My Maker sent a few of us over to the doctors last night. They are refreshed and ready for this day.
Whew! It's whirlwind time. Everybody is rushing around and then we're off to the hospital. Not my favorite place, but I know they have food... Huh. Nobody is giving me any. I have to change into a gown. Bleh. A doctor comes and talks a lot. A nurse. Another doctor. I'm getting nervous. I don't want breakfast anymore.
Judy, Tia, Amy, and Marmie begin their prayers. I pull the blanket up to Micah's chin and rest a hand on each parent. Rachel, Lucas, and Seth are calm. They are comforted by the blanket as well.
Everything seems to be settling down. I have cartoons now, but I don't really want to watch. I know the nurses are trying to distract me. "This isn't our first rodeo," as Mama would say. Daddy is suiting up in the snowman clothes. Heh heh. Oh! We're wheeling away! "Mama! Mama!" Daddy holds my hand. The doctor puts a mask on my face that smells like watermelon. Mmmmmm. I like waterme......zzzzzzzzzz.
Molly, Sal, Don, and Ruth pray. I take in the room. There is a partner for each doctor, each nurse. They have no idea. I rest my hand on Micah's forehead.
The surgeries last longer than expected, but with each one, the blanket stays firmly tucked around this small boy. Carol, Cheryl, and Tammy pray while he gets shots in his muscles. Amanda, Bernice, and Kay pray through the doctor's first incisions. Heather and the entire Boltz family pray through the muscle lengthening. Ah. We've worked with this family before. Tiffany, Laura, Barb, Jim, and Mary pray while doctors and nurses take turns stretching their cramped backs, legs, hands. We still have a long way to go. I glance at my friends. One gives me the thumbs up. It is kind of what you'd say a "joke" between us. We never give a thumbs down, because "all things work together for good to those who love God," even things that may seem like they don't. It is one of the perks we have looking from our Maker's side of the glass.
Lynessa, Ruby, Pastor Jeremy, AJ, Vicki, Alicia and Justin are praying. What a sweet fragrance it is. The room is cool, but nurses swab foreheads. Doctors are intent. Bones are being moved ever so carefully. There are "extra" prayers here. People who didn't sign up, but are praying anyway. It is a heavy blanket, and that is good.
The Lyons family, Keith, and Adam pray. X-rays are taken and it is time to close up the wounds.
Lynessa, Ashley, Buddy, Renee', Heather, Bill, Heidi, Leah, Judy, Andrea, Kathy: some of these people share family ties, others are friends, many don't even know each other, but they finish up the prayer blanket as the technicians, with partners of their own, work on Micah's cast. What a crowded room, if only they could see...
"Mama! Daddy! Sethie!" Anybody! The watermelon smell is gone. Fine. I don't feel so good. Ah. They are here, right by my bed, giving lots of smooches. Those feel nice. And... someone else? I thought I saw something behind Daddy. Gone now. Soooo sleeepy.
No. Not gone. Always here. Just like our Maker. Goodnight, little Micah.

"For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways." Ps. 91:11