The prayer of a fearful Idahoan (4)

Dear God,

Please take care of my wife, an Idaho nurse among the courageous, thin, white line in the battle against the coronavirus.

I love her life more than my own life.  I don’t fear the loss of my own life.  But I confess my anxiety to You regarding her life.

Loving Father, if she were to come into contact with a sick patient who tested positive with the coronavirus, I could not and would not allow for her to be two weeks, isolated in a local hotel room by herself.  She would be isolated in our master bedroom with a bathroom.

Majestic Creator, my wife and I are one flesh, created by Your sovereign, good hand, and who were joined together in holy matrimony by two Idaho gospel preachers on a beautiful day long ago, May 30th, 1992, in Your Presence and the household of faith at Gethsemane Baptist Church. 

Dear God, if my precious wife were to ever test positive for COVID-19 (God forbid!!), I would rally every brother and sister in the country to intercede on bended knee before You on the throne of heaven. You are the God of life.  You are the God who heals. You are God who is with us.

Dear God, my wife is not like the nurse, Jessica Schneider from Boise, who marched right to the front lines in New York City.  God bless and protect her, today.

My wife is simply headed off to work early tomorrow morning at the Eastern Idaho Regional Medical Center (EIRMC).

My wife is a gift from You, the Giver of all good gifts.  I hold her in my heart and in my hand.  My hand trembles, but it is open before You.

I love and worship You, my Lord and my God.

In Jesus’ name,

Todd

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