The pager can and will go off on an on call shift. And,
every time it does, my heart drops -- not because I have to peel myself out of
bed or fake looking professional in a matter of moments. But, because it
reminds me that someone, somewhere is suffering. While I know that people
suffer daily, never before have I been able to hold their suffering so
tangibly. Never before has the veil between life and death seemed so fragile.
Never before have I had to question my own mortality.
In the Grip of God’s
Grace,
Pastor Anitta +♡
