Someone sent me a version of this when I was waiting for my first cancer surgery.
A great crowd of angels gathered for their hospital assignments. A young angel stood at the far side. He was not the sort to push in and try for the best jobs. He just patiently waited for his turn. He spent his time polishing up his equipment and writing a few praise and worship melodies. They always came in handy. He waited a long time but he never questioned the Father’s timing or his love.
Suddenly, he heard the Master’s voice. He said, I know you are the best one for this job. I know the pain of my children when they have to leave their loved ones in someone else’s care. The other side of the operating room door is a dreadful place to be.
Your assignment is to be with them. From now on, you will be called Waitwith. While other angels are monitoring equipment, guiding the doctor’s hands and keeping the nurses watchful, you will wait with the waiting ones on the other side of the door.
You will whisper my promises into their ears. You will sing songs of my faithfulness. You are one who can wait and not grow tired. You will be my blessing, Waitwith.
And Waitwith accepted his assignment with a radiant face. And that is how it came to be that we are not ever alone when we wait for our loved ones in surgery.
For he will command his angels concerning you, to guard you in all your ways. (Psalm 91:11)