“When they call to me, I will answer them; when they are in trouble, I will be with them.” Psalm 91:15a
The sun streamed in through the window casting a checker board of morning light onto the walnut blonde floor, like a flamboyant guest without an invitation. My fingers tapped incessantly as my arms lay at both sides of my hospital gown on the bed. Thoughts flew wildly around my head, like a trapped parakeet in a closed room.