The following excerpt is from an article that originally appeared on Christian Today
It all happened so quickly. I had let Christ down even before I had stopped to think about it.
We had arrived at the hospital on the right day at the right time with a seriously unwell relative for whom a bed had been promised in a specialist unit. But once we got on to the ward, it emerged that no place was available after all.
I did not react well. And any thoughts of honouring Christ in how I behaved were far from my mind as I started to protest with what I can only describe as ungodly vigour and language. It was when I threatened to sit down and not leave the hospital until a bed was found – and the staff decided that I meant it (which I did!) – that ‘somehow’ a bed suddenly became available.
We had got what we wanted. But then itpost was originally published on this site