Impaired, I take her with me to
The store each week.
Our trip yesterday seemed
Routine until we got to the
Check-out.
"I'm dizzy," she said and was
About to collapse.
I alerted the store staff, they
Called 911, and while we
Waited we lowered the frail
Woman to the floor, laying her
Flat out on the hard dirty surface.
She was frightened and thought
She was dying.
I feared the same.
I knelt down beside her and began to
Pray loudly since she is hard of
Hearing.
A number of spectators looked on as
I cried out to our Father to watch over
My friend.
And just before the faithful first
Responders placed her on the
Gurney, I held my sweet sister's
Furrowed face in my hands, locked
My eyes with hers and said, "Don't be
Afraid. You're not alone. Jesus is
With you."
"Okay," she managed to moan.
My friend was whisked off to the
Hospital and I'm still waiting for an
Update.
I don't know her condition, but of this
I'm sure.
She's in our loving Father's hands in
Her hospital room.
And not for a second will she be
Alone.