She must've been the most well behaved little three-year-old child I've ever seen. The little dark-haired and dark eyed three-year-old, sat on the floor between her mother and father, on a sheet that the nurse had placed there for her. She sat there not one hour, not two hours, but three long hours. Playing ever so quietly with a worn-out stuff toy and some kind of plastic toy. A doctor came in and tried to explain to the young couple that the mother was a very ill person. I heard the Dr. say Mr. Gonzales your wife is very sick, and will be admitted to a room in the hospital shortly. I heard the word leukemia when the doctor spoke it. But no expression on the young couple faces, gave clue that they understood what was being said. And yet, the little three-year-old sat playing ever so quietly, unaware of the tragic circumstances unfolding . The doctor understood that the young couple could not make sense of what was being said, so she called for an interpreter to come in and speak to them. As the interpreter raddled words that were unfamiliar to me. I watched as the young couples faces slowly went from wonderment, to the dreadful understanding of what was wrong with the young wife and mother. And yet the three-year-old played quietly. After the interpreter left, the couple sat speaking quietly to each other. At one moment the father looked down at his little girl, so gently stroking her hair. It's as though he and I were having the same thoughts. Will the mother be around to see the little girl grow up. Would she be there to help the daughter get dressed for her prom, see her get married, or see her grandchildren. The young father tried hard to hold back the tears that were whipping up in his eyes. And just as quickly as that moment happened, they brought a wheelchair in for the his wife, to take her to her room in the hospital.
I have prayed many times for that young couple. For that little family. I don't know them and I know you don't either. But I'm asking you to say a prayer for them. For even if we don't know them, God doesuntil next time God bless, and God save.