Reflections on the past days
Saturday morning, April 12, I was up at the church at 6:30 am cooking breakfast for our Baptist Men’s breakfast. I came into my office around 7:30 to get a devotional together and the phone rang. It was my Mom telling me that Dad had a bad night and was throwing up blood. She did not know how bad it was and wasn’t sure if I needed to come home. The plan was for me to call after the breakfast and see how things were going.
Within 15 minutes I had told my deacon that I was headed to Childress, told the guys bye and enjoy the food, went home, packed, and was on the road to Childress. I got there around 10:30 am. Dad was alert but weak, having a great deal of difficulty breathing. The hospice nurse was there encouraging my Mom to get Dad to the hospital so that she could rest. We decided that we would take him to the hospital that afternoon.
From 10:45 till about 2:45 I was able to visit with Dad and help him. The ambulance arrived around that time. They put him on the stretcher, we said bye to each other. As Dad was carried out the house door, he went into a coma. Two and a half hours later at the hospital, he went home to be with the LORD. It was difficult, but it was nothing like I expected. The peace that passes all understanding, the peace from God, invaded my life in such a way, that it cannot be explained.
This past Saturday was hard. As the hours and minutes went by I remembered what I was doing with Dad the previous Saturday. I would get discouraged, but God’s peace would invade my life again, and it would set me straight. God is good, Dad is well, and God’s peace is totally awesome! Never assume how you will react in a certain situation, because God will come along and upset the apple cart you have made.
Blessings
