January 2nd....Good Grief...I Missed New Year's Day

With a moment of wireless as I sit with my parents and Mark in my dad's hospital room, I wanted to write a quick post...

First, Happy New Year! (I know, I know, that was yesterday...but the only person other than Mark that I got to say it to yesterday was some lady with a black eye that I shared a elevator ride with on the way down to the hospital cafeteria...I was afraid to ask about the eye...)

My dad is doing well. He is scheduled for a procedure on Monday morning and prayerfully he will be released later in the week. He is in good spirits and the hospital staff has been a blessing, so kind and helpful.

The Lord is so good, even in these moments of hardship and trial. He is my steadfast Rock, my loving Redeemer, my peaceful Rest.