Pressing On: Embracing Peace Through It All

The four hours I waited for the test results felt like the longest day of my life. Finally Dr. Taylor came into my room. I had dozed off, but I heard the door open. He leaned against the door and just looked at me for a couple of minutes.

Then he sat on a little stool, pulled up to the side of my bed, and held my hand. He looked sad and uncomfortable. I asked, 'What's the matter?'

Dr. Taylor answered, 'I don't have good news for you, Ms. Harris. You're a terribly sick lady.'

I said, 'Okay, wha...