This is a story of the healing  power of a supportive community.  About how the Creator works  through the care and  compassion of family, neighbors and friends.

So this past week my wife, Jane, was diagnosed with both the flu (influenza b) and  pneumonia. She  was very sick. I had  not seen her this ill  in our 27 years of marriage. Her body was failing fast. Our family physician prescribed medications  but in the initial 24 hour period after seeing him she got worse. I was worried. This is when we began to experience the unseen hand of God through the care of compassion of family and friends.

Family.  First, on Saturday, the day after seeing our family doctor, my sister-in-law, Gail, called. She had pneumonia a few years ago and was really worried about Jane. Because she had experienced pneumonia, Gail was able to tell Jane’s symptoms were reaching a critical place and she encouraged me to call for  more help.  I did and we wound up in our local emergency department (E.D.).

Neighbors.  Because we live in a wonderful small town, the first person we see in the E.D. is our neighbor who is a nurse there. She settled us in and was able to get Jane set up with some ice and a warm blanket. The second person we encountered was the nurse who provided the rest of Jane’s care.  Wouldn’t you know,  she too is a friend. She volunteers at the local domestic violence shelter that is part the organization I work for. She set Jane up with fluids, blood work, and other medications as directed by the physician.  I am sure we would have gotten great care by anyone at our local hospital; however, as God would have it, it was provided by two people who knew us, and because of that, were able to make things all the more comfortable. After a couple hours of good treatment  at the E.D. Jane was stabilized and we were able to go home.

Friends.  Because of my concern about Jane I had sent out an email asking for prayer  to our small group from the church we attend. I also told our neighbors from across the street, Tom and Patty,  who have become dear friends of ours.  Patty leads a   Bible study that Jane is a part of. Within a  few minutes of us returning home from the E.D. Tom brought over a hot meal for Jane and I to share. Within an hour of being home Jane’s Bible study group sent her a text saying the members where bringing us dinner every night this past week and outlined who would be bringing it. Our small group sent texts, calls, food and a novel for Jane to read while she was stuck on the couch. A coworker of Jane’s dropped off a meal. Our niece dropped off soup. Our daughter stopped by with cake and flowers. The entire eight days Jane was down we felt a daily portion of love, mercy, and grace from the Creator through people. We felt it not only from the gifts that met our physical needs but also from the prayers and words of encouragement that  filled us spiritually.

Its been a  week. Jane is on the road to recovery. I have gotten to experience first hand the power of community. I read so often about how God works through people; about how love is the most powerful force in the universe. This past week I lived it. Because I have felt what a difference it can make, I am compelled  to pass it along.