Out the Door...

So its around 4am and we're leaving for the hospital in the next little bit. Momma wants to get there around the time the doctors do the rounds. I'm nervous. I don't know how well I'm going to handle seeing him like this. It honestly does scare me to no end to think that he might not be himself. I wish we knew for sure by now.

Ben always picked on me...I mean I am his younger sister. But he would always say that since I was smart I was going to be earning millions one day and going to take care of him--give him the high life. My grandma called me last night. She made me promise to tell him that in a few years...when I'm making the millions that he'd better snap out of it. It made me cry.

Our God works in such mysterious ways and I know his reasonings aren't obvious all the time. What are his reasonings in this?