What if God Says no
So today I went to hospital to accompany my grandma who was going to an operation. It was nothing big actually, it’s not like she has a lethal cancer or anything. The meat around her right eyes are swollen because (the doctor said) there was some liquid in there. Well I’m not gonna talk about that here. Oh she’s fine now anyway if you’re asking.
It was this waiting room in the operation section. How can I describe it,hmmm…depressing. No, seriously, it was so gloomy. People gathered up with their family with those worrying faces. It’s like it was so hard to smile there without being hated, you know.
This man sitting in the other bench beside me. He was hugging his son. His head was shaking. “Is he crying?” I wondered. Yes. His son hugged him. While the other son rubbed his back. A Father who was supposed to be strong, couldn’t hold his tears when he was faced by the fear of losing his loved one.
And there was this lady sitting in front of me. I could tell she was praying. She closed her eyes. So tight. It’s like she pressed them. So the tears won’t come out, I guess. She closed her eyes so strong. As if she was hoping that when she opens her eyes, she could see her beloved. Healed. But what if it didn’t happen? What if God says “no” to her prayer?
The air was so heavy. The atmosphere was so…sad.
I hope that will be the last time for me being in that room.
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