The Waiting Room

Last night, Kim and I left "The Mean Streets" (what Grant Boone affectionately calls our town of Trophy Club) just before 7pm and headed down the road (Hwy 45) to Houston to go be with our dear friends, Jim and Carolyn Shook. If you've ever read Kim's blog, you know how much Carolyn's friendship means to Kim (of course, both Kim and I love both of the Shooks!) and you know that Carolyn is in a brutal battle with cancer. We arrived just after 10:30pm and stayed with Kim's sister in the Woodlands. This morning we left at 4:15am and headed for MD Anderson.
We got to the hotel (which is connected and a part of MD Anderson) at 5:15, met Jim and Carolyn and headed across the sky bridge to the hospital. After an emotional, prayerful, good bye, Kim and I headed to the waiting room. Jim has since joined us.

And so here we are. Waiting. We have be talking some, but mostly just waiting. This experience reminded me of the lyrics to the song by Shane and Shane:

i will run when i cannot walk
i will sing when there is no song
i will pray when there is no prayer
i will listen when i cannot hear

sitting in the waiting room of silence
waiting for that still soft voice i know
offering my words up to the rooftop to Your heart
trusting that this closet's where You are

Lord i know if i change my mind
You will change my heart in time
Sovereign Lord this time's from You
so i sit in the waiting room of silence
cause its all about You

i will fight when i cannot feel
i will trust when You dont seem real
i will tell when i cannot speak
i will step when i cannot see

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We are all in the waiting room.

And so we wait.