Friends, this week has taken a turn for the not-so-cheery. My 93-year-old Grandma fell as she was walking the other day and broke her good hip. She’s been in the hospital since Monday and is scheduled for surgery today, but this is no one’s idea of a good time.
She did tell my mom & I yesterday afternoon that we ought to have party hats on – you know spending time together is always a party, regardless of where that time is spent or how much morphine is involved.
Would you mind praying for her & her loved ones? Her positive, plucky attitude has kept things rolling so far, but I’d love to cover her with a comforting blanket of prayer.