Eye Infirmary

The MetLife building is below the cloud cover but clouds obscure the top floors of the Empire State Building. These buildings show me which way is north; I am south of them. The streets of Lower Manhattan were quiet when we came here before seven this morning.

I’ve noticed that not many people are on their cell phones during early morning commutes. Instead, they catch a little shut eye while riding the train to their day jobs. Bikes along with their riders took space in the train cars we rode on. Today is the Five Boro Bike Tour.

That’s where I quit writing quite a number of hours ago. They brought Laurence back to the hospital room where I waited for him while he had surgery to repair a tear in his eye along with a detached retina. It’s not how we planned to spend Sunday morning. The surgery was a success and now we, especially Laurence, will need to follow doctor’s orders and be patient so that his eye will heal properly, and his vision be restored. Please pray.

Your love, support, and prayers mean a lot. Minister Isaac Akinyombo and the Daramola family stopped by after church at Sugar Hill Mennonite Mission. We sometimes might think we’re alone in the city, but in times like these, we realize, that we aren’t. (I was quite cheered by the people who streamed in here when I broke my leg in January 2021).

Actually, we are so blessed. Last night, we relaxed while watching the waves roll in at Rockaway Beach before having yummy raman soup filled with noodles, seaweed, bok choy, ginger, mushrooms, bamboo shoots, chicken, and a hard boiled egg in miso broth. It was a nice bus ride home from the tiny restaurant on Rockaway.

So for Laurence to do nothing but keep his head face down for a short while should be tolerable. During this time, we can and will pray for others. 

Berniece

The p.s. will come in a few weeks. 👁️