What My Hospital Emergency Taught Me About God

In my first year of high school, a teacher dropped dead in the shower at a school camp. He was the Drama teacher — ironically. He died of a heart attack. He was 39 years old. I was thinking about this teacher as I went drove to the local hospital emergency department with chronic chest pain. “I’m surely too young to have a heart attack,” I thought, but the pain in my chest was taking my breath away. My wife had ordered me down to the hospital to get checked out. The waiting room was packed — 40, maybe 50 people all waiting to see someone for their respective emergencies. <a href="https://medium.com/backyard-theology/what-my-hospital-emergency-taught-me-about-god-b0f95ba29eeb">Visit Now</a>