A good, Good Friday
Mar 29, 2024Is it coincidence that the one year anniversary of Eliza’s cardiac arrest falls today, on Good Friday? I don’t know.
I feel quite emotional today thinking about how the events of March 29 unfolded last year. How everything was so normal and nothing-to-report-here… until it wasn’t.
Watching her lifeless body on the floor, the CPR, the helicopter, the ICU, all the tubes, the scans and tests, all the tears, not knowing what to expect… all for her to wake up 3 days later and say “can I have a cup of tea please?”
I’ve felt angry about it, and beyond grateful, so so scared, and also strangely liberated from all the other nonsense going on in our lives. Her recovery hasn’t been a straight line, and isn’t over by a long shot, but I do feel an enormous sense of peace about where God placed our family and how He never left us through it.
It just makes this Easter even more meaningful to me. I hope you find time to reflect on all the good gifts we have been graced, and feel the kind of peace that surpasses all understanding this weekend.
It is indeed a good, Good Friday.
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