I wasn’t sitting with Andrew and Shawnna when the doctor went into the hospital room in San Diego a few minutes ago, but a phone call told me the conversation went something like this:
We have the results of your MRI and I’m happy to tell you they are totally normal.
We have the results of your blood work and every one is normal, with the exception of a slight anemia.
Two doctors have examined your MRI and declare it to be perfect.
YOU MAY GO HOME THIS AFTERNOON.
This family–this Buxton family–is ecstatic, let me tell you! Shawnna is a non-complainer, very tough, and very calm, so that when she was distressed enough yesterday to go to the emergency room with those frightening symptoms, we were all dreadfully concerned. It has been a long, dark 24 hours. But it has been a long, dark 24 hours with glittering rays of faith and of hope and of confidence; a long dark 24 hour span spangled with prayer meetings in the day and in the night; a long dark 24 hours punched with messages from around the country. What a great people is God’s Church! How great is God! How faithful, how powerful, how loving and kind. This family–this Buxton family–is thankful.
Normal! Neat word, huh.