My husband had a seizure in the middle of the night. The doctor tried to take him off the respirator and they noticed he wasn't breathing right, the nurse walked over to check him and he began having a seizure. There was a wonderful PA that really liked my husband, she really had no reason except that one of her best friends had the same name, so she called me personally at home to let me know and how they were handling it. So my first thought in the middle of the night is wonderful, now we have seizures, what have I done to my husband?
In the stillness of nighttime there is a quiet peace that can come upon you, it's like nothing I've ever felt. I'm not gonna lie and say God told me it's alright, but I will tell you that I just felt calm and this is a feeling I held onto when it got really scary.
When my kids would crawl into my bed and ask me why is this happening to my daddy he is a good dad, he works every day, provides for his family, loves his family and their are men out there who won't work, beat their wives and kids, aren't there for their families just in general, why is God going to take our dad? I could look them in the eye and tell them growth can be difficult, we learn lessons in many different ways and we grow in many different ways. When we are little our limbs grow and cause pain or discomfort in our bones, or when you don't listen to your parents you can hurt in your heart and when we grow spiritually we can also hurt in our hearts, but on the other side of that pain, if we do it right and thank God for every little blessing (even coupons!) we will come out better and smarter on the other side.
All things work for the good for those who love the LORD! Some times I forgot that, but my kids were great at reminding me. My husband had four more surgeries and three months in the hospital before he got to come home. I foolishly thought life would be easier when he could come home