Comfort

Talitha's counts are dropping as expected. If they continue following the pattern of the other transplants, I expect her ANC will be near zero tomorrow.

We hope once again she will be protected from bacterial and viral infections while her immune system is off-line. When we come to these especially vulnerable spots, the Lord has been kind in sending comfort and support.

Tonight, the comfort is coming from two places:

1.  The fourth verse of the 23rd Psalm: 

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me.

2. The words of the stirring hymn, Be Still My Soul:

Be still, my soul: The Lord is on thy side;
With patience bear thy cross of grief or pain.
Leave to thy God to order and provide;
In ev'ry change he faithful will remain.
Be still, my soul: Thy best, thy heav'nly Friend
Thru thorny ways leads to a joyful end.

Be still, my soul: Thy God doth undertake
To guide the future as he has the past.
Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;
All now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul: The waves and winds still know
His voice who ruled them while he dwelt below.

Be still, my soul: The hour is hast'ning on
When we shall be forever with the Lord,
When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone,
Sorrow forgot, love's purest joys restored.
Be still, my soul: When change and tears are past,
All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.