You are the potter I am the clay.

15 years ago almost exactly I sat down in an algebra class with a bunch of "brains". I was 12 and a boy sat next to me and a boy sat behind me. One was Randy Rankin and the other Taylor Sutton. It was the first day of 7th grade and I was nervous. "Hey are you going to choir practice on Wednesday?" I was a bit confused as to who started the conversation and I certainly didn't know they were talking to me. They told me they had seen me at church. Randy wanted to know if I sang and this started a friendship that lasted through high school. We've kept in touch through facebook. Then he, a couple years ago played Joseph in a musical production for Christmas. He is the oldest of 7 boys and I always admired his mother.
Went to a Chinese buffet today for lunch and Robby's fortune cookie read "you don't know what water is worth until the well runs dry".
I have lost 75% of my hearing is due to an infection and when I will get it back nobody knows. My world is quieter yes but there are things I can't hear hardly at all like birds chirping or thunder rolling. I miss these things. I can hear sound but not the words people are saying unless you yell. When I said I love you to Robert tonight the way I knew he replied was because his back vibrated. I've thought about my brother in law Allan who is deaf, a lot lately. How easy it is to communicate to someone but when I want them to communicate with me it's frustrating more than I know. I've complained about my ears a lot lately but I've also thought about that saying "you don't know what you got till its gone". My hearing was my water and my well started running a bit dry. Mine will hopefully be fixed soon.
But what if that water is the one thing that gives you life and beats in your chest? My friend Randy's little brother Garrett is 20 years old and has been told he needs a new heart. He goes in tomorrow morning to have a device implanted that will help take the stress off the left ventricle. It will buy him time to wait for a new heart. I think about my hearing and it's nothing compared to your heart slowly dying because of an infection that damaged it. How is it that his Dad got it awhile ago and his heart recovered and yet a 20 year old is waiting for a new heart. What would you do through a storm of this magnitude. I would pray but I also hope I would praise Him as the Rankin Family is. Thank Lord for Garrett you will do Great things through him. I pray you will bless his sleep and bless his life. Lord give his Doctors peace and guidance. Thank you for the privilege to pray with his team of warriors. We love you!
Meg