Clarity and Value

I am writing this while sitting in the Emergency Room at 4:37 a.m. with my brother on the bed asleep next to me. He has had a rough night.
I will not disclose his medical information for his own privacy. I will, however, share my own re-awakening on things of value, at least as much as is fluent at this time in the morning when most thoughts are groggy ones. Not so true this morning however.
As I have worked with my brother tonight I felt that little tingle of panic that must affect all families who have a sick loved one. Since I work in Behavioral Medicine I am well aquainted with the distinct pains which are felt by those families with mental illness near. I have put myself in their situations and been blessed to imagine how they feel.
As I watched over my brother I was given a glimpse into how I would feel if he never was able to get better. If there were long lasting effects of any nature, our lives... yes, more specifically, my life, would be altered forever. The whole meaning and purpose of what I want to do will have been changed immediately. Suddenly my life experiences make more sense in preparing me for this path. Thankfully this is only a hypothetical, for now.
Is there anything I wouldn't do for my brother? No. Death is the only thing which would have the force necessary to keep me from being there, and that isn't for another 200 years I think. Such is my present circumstance.
As I stood and paced after my brother finally fell asleep (medically assisted) I gazed down and realized just how insignificant issues that were on my mind mere hours before seemed in comparison. This here is real. No one can deny this matters. Girls who don't know how to have fun or trust, money difficulties, career dissapointments, personal frustrations are just some of the concerns which were, moments ago, slammed into perspective. I cannot see how people can choose to ignore the problems and troubles of life as if they were figments of imagination. Such individuals truly miss moments of understanding such as this.
God loves us. The only thing which should exceed our love for family is our love for God. We are truly in His hands, His wise hands. Truly He knows our needs, feels our sorrow, and loves us more. Even as my brother sleeps this moment, his head by my hand, I know and feel that the Savior is closer yet. He enters and knows our hearts, feels our longings, and is patient with our progress. Although he knows our weakness he still loves us. This is profound to me. I see the hand of the Lord in my life at this moment. Whatever comes in the future I take peace in knowing that He is here now.