Hospital

Weekly Trip to the Hospital

I am writing this sitting in the hospital with my grandparents as they make their fourth trip to the hospital in two weeks. But, don't worry, they're alright. Just a persistent cough that needed to be taken care of. In fact, we walked through the door of the hospital and they said, "He belongs in bed #6" (the bed they are usually in). They were even thoughtful enough to put up a sign.
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In case you can't read it, it says, "Watters, George & Bonnie - Honorary Bed." It does make you stop and think though about just how fragile life is. The other day I did some yard work out to my grandparents house, and on they way home I felt something crawling up my leg. So, I pulled up my pant leg a little bit, and pulled off a tick just a little below my knee. Ticks are not fun creatures. Not only do they enjoy the delicacy known as your blood, they are also very hard to kill. On top of this is the chance that it will carry some disease such as Lymes disease. It's kind of scary isn't it. Something 1/100 of my size could possibly carry something that would either kill me, or permanently ruin my health. Life is fragile. That's why it's so vital to have the security of a relationship with Christ.

Across from us is an attempted suicide from a drug overdose. My heart goes out to him. To feel so hopeless. He's not much older than me. People need to know the truth. They need to know that there is Hope, and His name is Jesus Christ. Do you feel the need?

Ryan
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