The BPC (Blogosphere Prayer Chain) Activates
During the week I check in with the conservative megablogs (TKS, Powerline, Captain's Quarters) several times a day. However, on the weekends, especially during basketball season, that frequency drops to once, and that's just to harvest links for my topical links pages.
Consequently, it was only just now that I learned of the need of Ed Morrissey's wife for a pancreas transplant.
My visceral reaction was, "Oh, my God, I didn't know they even DID pancreas transplants - is she okay?" Each blogger chooses to reveal as much of his/her personal life as s/he wills, and Captain Ed has disclosed something of his wife's health problems in the past, and maybe I missed this level of disclosure, but I had no idea it was THIS bad.
Two things I've learned from life's trials - which, in my case, don't even remotely approach this - is that (1) nobody who isn't in the trial him/herself can possibly truly understand what it's like to live with it first hand, day after day after day; and (2) prayers and good wishes from others aren't meant to mimic that level of empathy, and do feel good nonetheless.
And the blogosphere being network-ive by its very nature, it lends itself, I would think, to a treasure trove of love, friendship, and support.
So the piecemeal, ever-evolving team at Hard Starboard officially joins, and endorses, Captain Ed's request for prayers for his wife and the "family on the East Coast" who lost a loved one whose pancreas was a near-miss as a match for Mrs. Morrissey. I'll also forward Ed's page to my own congregation's email prayer chain.
Hang in there, guys. God is holding you in the palm of His hand.
Consequently, it was only just now that I learned of the need of Ed Morrissey's wife for a pancreas transplant.
My visceral reaction was, "Oh, my God, I didn't know they even DID pancreas transplants - is she okay?" Each blogger chooses to reveal as much of his/her personal life as s/he wills, and Captain Ed has disclosed something of his wife's health problems in the past, and maybe I missed this level of disclosure, but I had no idea it was THIS bad.
Two things I've learned from life's trials - which, in my case, don't even remotely approach this - is that (1) nobody who isn't in the trial him/herself can possibly truly understand what it's like to live with it first hand, day after day after day; and (2) prayers and good wishes from others aren't meant to mimic that level of empathy, and do feel good nonetheless.
And the blogosphere being network-ive by its very nature, it lends itself, I would think, to a treasure trove of love, friendship, and support.
So the piecemeal, ever-evolving team at Hard Starboard officially joins, and endorses, Captain Ed's request for prayers for his wife and the "family on the East Coast" who lost a loved one whose pancreas was a near-miss as a match for Mrs. Morrissey. I'll also forward Ed's page to my own congregation's email prayer chain.
Hang in there, guys. God is holding you in the palm of His hand.
posted by JASmius at 1:38 PM
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