32/365:
It was just two days ago
that Pastor Mike reminded us to make prayer a priority, especially when life
hurts…
"For the
eyes of the LORD move to and fro throughout the earth that He may strongly support those whose heart is completely His." -2 Chronicles 16:9
Those who rely, cry out and
lean on God will be STRONGLY supported.
This morning, before the
sun was even up, mom called to tell me, through tears, that her dad, my
Grandpa, was in ICU… his prognosis was not good.
Today she was my living
example of clinging to God in the midst of pain. I listened as she recounted her last 12
hours…
She got the call while
working the concession stand at my youngest brother’s basketball game… by the
time she and dad left, it was too late to make the six hour drive back to her
hometown. They got up early the next
morning to leave, my dad woke up extremely sick—she had to go alone.
But, from her perspective, in her words, “I wasn’t alone. HE
was there with every passing mile. I was
able to cry out to Him without reservation… ”
And I listened as she
recounted a few of her favorite childhood memories of her dad:
—playing the guitar with
her friends gathered round, the same song “just one more time…”
—her reflection of Grandpa’s
priorities; he chose a simple life, his simplicity allowed him much opportunity
to love people, opportunities Grandpa snatched right up. He exceeded at loving others; I mean really
loving others. Everyone was his
friend. He was never too busy for anyone.
You could make his day by simply
enjoying a cool drink with him.
–he loved to laugh. He delighted in making others laugh... and he was good at it :)
–he was kind
I listened to her
gratefulness for this man who was her dad, who raised her and her four siblings
though he wasn’t their father by blood.
This was grandpa’s twelfth
time in the hospital over the last year.
The family had discussed his final wishes… he just wanted “all his kids
to be there.”
Mom was on her way. She was 45 minutes away when her sister
called and told her to hurry. I listened
as she counseled herself through the “what-ifs.”
When we hung up I followed
her example. I begged the only One who
could do anything “to just let her get there in time.”
Today, I am thankful for
answered prayer.
God would have received
glory if she had not made it there in time… I knew that, she knew that.
God would still be good if
she had not been able to hold his hand one last time… I knew that, she knew
that.
But today, I am thankful
for answered prayer.
3 comments:
A beautiful snipet of sacred moments. Thank you for taking time to be with me, you are precious.
much love,
mom
I love your story an your blog. You are so amazingly talented. Is there any way you might take the picture of dad hooked up to the machines off though? It's just not the way he would want to be remembered. Love you.
Steve
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