We returned yesterday from 3 days in Children's Hospital of Colorado - 3 days, 4 hours, 15 minutes to be exact.
It was surgery #9 for Ashley.
And may I say it was full of excitement. Nothing went smoothly. Longer surgery, hospital problems, med problems, breathing stuff, personnel complications, house keeping issues - you name it, we battled it.
When asked how I would rate the trip, I said A+. We made it through successfully! Sharing Jesus in waiting rooms, with nurses, with each other.
Before you enter a battle, you must decide what you want to look like when it is over.
Like an athlete - envision the end result. Victory. A gold medal. A smile. A gracious loss even.
What do you want them to say about you when the race is over?
For this is a race! A contest. And the enemy of your soul wishes to distract you while you are racing. To make you so focused on the hurdle in front of you that you cannot see the finish line.
"Run in such a way to win the prize,". We learned this in sports camp. Rub for the prize but train in integrity.