It has been a week for the books in the Webster family.
As if life for a huge family isn't crazy enough, for some reason our family seems to attract emergencies and near death experiences like bees to flowers (or fish to water or magnets to metal or Naomi to ice cream).
Monday was a holiday and my family and I were scattered having fun at one event or another. Nice day off from the normal weekday grind.
Tuesday was back to work in a post-long-weekend fog but nothing too out of the ordinary.
Until I got a phone call that my huge, strapping, six foot four inches tall brother was in the hospital.
And then that he had internal bleeding.
And then that they were about to lose him and needed to rush him into surgery right then and there and send the flight for life helicopter away because there was no time to transport to a bigger hospital.
It was a very scary and emotional and unsettling day.
There were moments it was unsure that he was going to make it.
But God is merciful and kind and sovereign and Caleb is still here and he is healing well and may even get to leave the hospital tomorrow.
I have seen God's hand and goodness so visibly this week...
...sparing my brother's life.
...surrounding my family and I with people to bring food, provide transportation, take care of the dog, clean the house, and just hold us with their love and care.
...daily improvement in Caleb's health...each day when I'm there to see him, there is visible improvement and it makes me so grateful each time.
...the very best friends and roomies ever...and a guy who does a really dang good job of taking care of me and making me laugh.
Thank you to the many, many, many people who prayed.
And can I just say, because it is always true and I never tire of saying it, that God is good.