God, will you take care of my dad?

Just last night I was planning for a mothers' day dinner tonight. Things turned out so different... Dad came back looking seriously pale, and went straight to lie down on the bed.

Then I was told by mum that he has been feeling pain in his stomach for past two days, and tonight it became intolerable. So it wasn't gastric pain or food poisoning etc. Something more fundamentally serious. Apparently even my elder brother didn't know about this!

My younger brother sent dad down to SGH's A&E, while I could only walk dad down to the car and wave goodbye. As I walked up, I teared. I felt so totally helpless and estranged, unable to contribute to my family. Dad's at A&E for treatment, and I had to go to the airport. Yes I'm thankful for my job, and its just a good job, but ultimately... its only a job. Must the two be dichotomous?

I plucked up courage to ask my elder brother if he still believed in God and would pray with me for dad, but he declined. So I prayed alone...

"O God will you hear my prayer this day, to deliver my father from danger; that no harm or illness will befall him; that he will receive careful diagnostics and prompt treatment at A&E and be healed. In Jesus' name, Amen."

Spoke with him on the phone before take off and told him that I am praying for him. But even right now I still don't know the full situation, but I hope and trust in faith that he will be fine.

Mighty to save
My Saviour, you can move the mountains,
You are mighty to save,
You are mighty to save.
Forever, Author of Salvation,
You rose and conquered the grave,
Yes you conquered the grave