When a drunk driver comes out of nowhere and hits the side of your car, the saying is “I was t-boned!” I think it means I was the steak and you were the knife. A patient of Sr. Wantabee’s was t-boned. The drunk driver died instantly but the lady, the receiver, was pried out of her car two and a half hours later. She cried because now, two years later, she is still having operations to repair her broken body and her head has never been the same. She shared about her many injuries, her many operations, and the despair that her life was a burden to her husband. Sr. Wantabee cried in her heart to hear the story. Would this woman ever know her value even if she cannot achieve her potential? She goes to psychiatrists and yet her mind does not work. Sr. Wantabee encouraged the woman to find a spiritual director. Healing is a complicated process and knowing God’s perspective is crutial. Lord, lay your healing hand on my friend.
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