Not an Ordinary Night

It was just an evening of mini golfing . . .



the girls enjoying their team



and the boys theirs . . .

 

 But the evening had an unexpected outcome when Paet
went to fetch a ball out of a flower bed for someone . . . and got stung by a wasp.
The group finished the game . . . but as we watched the progression of welts,
swelling and coughing . . . the hospital was the next place he visited.

When the  nurse explained the procedure, and how it could affect his heart,
his mom wanted to talk to his dad . . . but the nurse said,
"there is no decision to make here."

It hit me . . . no decision . . . but there was!
The decision to save his life was there.

Our kind, precious boy is with us today
because the right decisions were made as the evening progressed.
As adults prayed and sympathising cousins gathered around a table to make cards  . . .
 the Lord gave the gift of life.

Oh, that we would take note of
the miracles of even ordinary nights!