Why I Can't Wait to go to Heaven

I took care of a 34 year old Cerebral Palsy gentleman this week. He hasn't been in the hospital that much, but now that he is, he's very sick. I work hard for 2 nights to keep him off the ventilator, but our best efforts came up short, and we had to intubate him at about 1:00 AM on Wednesday. His family came up to see him after I called them to tell them that we had to do this. His sister, Carmen, and I had talked several times over the 3 nights. When she got there she just cried and cried. I cried with her. All I could think about was "what have I done to this guy?" I honestly don't know if he'll survive without the breathing machine or if we'll ever be able to get him off of it. He's out-lived the average life expectancy for a CP patient by about 10 years already, espcecially with a case as advanced as his. But then it hit me--I'm not in control of this! God is. He knows what He's doing. He's taking better care of Gaspar than any of us ever could. This guy has no way of being to comprehend God's love for him even on the most basic level. I don't even know if the family are believers in any capacity. But, I do know that when he does pass away, whether it's soon or in 5 years or in 10 years, God will give him a new body. One that is free of deformity, and pain, and complications. He will be mad perfect in God's image. I can't wait to meet that Gaspar. To know that all of my efforts, no matter how trivial, will have gone to some good. I pray this for all of my patients, but it hit me especially hard with him. Please lift this family up your prayers. They will have a very difficult road ahead of them in the next few days and weeks.