On the Cooperative Baptist Fellowship of South Carolina website this week, I shared some reflections on being a chaplain in these days of pandemic.
“She [the nurse] might be able to hold the patient’s hand, through gloves, as [the patient] died, but the family could not. I waited outside the room with the husband, offering what comfort I could, and hearing him do his best to comfort his children through FaceTime. I felt perhaps more helpless than I ever had in my twelve years as a staff chaplain at MUSC Medical Center. This was my first experience of a COVID-19 death. There would be others in the months that followed, and none of us knows what the months ahead will bring.”
You can read the whole article here.