It's been difficult, and yet I have felt in a very real and unexpected way, the peace and the comfort of God through all of this.
It is a singular experience to look upon a loved one, especially when we have spent 40 years together—we were junior-high sweethearts—to see her on the brink of death and know there was nothing I could do to prevent that.
There have been so many instances of God's providence in ways that we'll spend a long time cataloging—a needed piece of equipment or a needed facility near where we wouldn't have expected it to be—yet it was provided for us, even if it was inside the isolation area.
We felt so strongly supported by our home church—how could they (the Writebols) be so foolish to put themselves in danger?—and yet it is that very calling and very sending and very going that demonstrate the characteristics of the great things Christ has done for humanity. If our Lord has done that, then we willingly and gladly will do that so others might hear about Christ.
I'm happy that Nancy is in a place that enables her to receive the best care possible and that will give her every opportunity to get better, to recover.
I'm OK ... in a comfortable situation, and I'm feeling just as I always have in these past weeks and days—just an overwhelming sense of peace and God's grace, when I should be beside myself.