Today God sent me an angel in the body of a head charge nurse.
In the midst of my tears. In the midst of writing a resignation I didn't want to write, He sent this employee I hardly knew into my office.
She didn't know my situation. She didn't ask for details. She didn't even mind that I sat there looking like I'd lost the biggest battle of my life.
But she said what I needed to hear most. I had support. I had friends. And that I better not give up the fight. That I better hang on because there were others like me.
Yeah. I believe God sent this woman to me in my lowest hour. Because as soon as she left my office, I stuffed the letter into my notebook and prepared myself for a meeting I didn't want to attend. One I didn't want to cry at.
And I didn't. Cry that is. Nope. God game me composure and the words I needed.
You know how I knew God sent her?
Cause when I finally returned home tonight to open my e-mails, I found the prayers. I found the notes from blogger friends saying they prayed for me today and I couldn't even remember asking for them.
God is working miracles even through the hard times. Especially through the hard times.
When was the last time you knew God sent someone to minister to you?