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Saturday, February 26, 2011

GOD's Hankie & Date Night

Isn't is always amazing how the GOOD LORD above always shines brightest in the darkest of storms. When the tears are flowing the fastest HE is there with the biggest, softest, most gentle hankie. Something soft and smooth on your skin like your Grandma always carried in her Sunday purse and pulled out for you. Not to blow you nose on my gracious no, but to give you that little spit bath to wipe the smudge off your cheek. That's the way GOD is with HIS soft gentle hankie, but the difference is HE let's you blow those big nasty noses all over that beautiful hankie and then HE picks it up and puts in right back in HIS pocket. Amazing isn't is when you need it again, HE always manages to pull out a clean one right from where HE put the other one. That's a GOD thing....

That's the way GOD is....always in the right place at the right time with the right thing.

Yesterday was another roller coaster ride with GLIO...she entered fast and furious robbing us from early on and staying for most of the day, but again...GOD took away any chance of a victory because as I have and will continue to say HE is the CHAMPION of all our earthly wars. Thursday night GLIO displayed the first real ugly side as David became frustrated at his inability to move and function as he once had. As the long process of him attempting to get in and out of bed turns from a 30 minute to a 2 hour ordeal at 2:00 a.m. we find ourselves on our knees at the side of his bed. He looks at me and GLIO is just getting ready to say something that my darling husband would not say to me and GOD above inspires me to say "while we are down here why don't we pray?" D says "sounds like a good idea to me" so we there on bended knees at the side of his hospital bed we praise GOD that in the past 2 hours we have laughed, cried and not been overcome with anger. That D has managed to not hurt himself and we praise GOD for the strength to get D back to bed." What do you think happened? Another prayer answered.

Friday morning D awakens with a horrific HA, fever and overall worsening condition. Let the GLIO games begin. Life takes on the fast and furious ride of obtaining meds, working with Hospice to make sure all bases are covered for weekend meds. Jill and Daniel make trips to the pharmacy. People in people out. Our home is like a bee hive. D cries with every visitor, but he so appreciates the support. Our home is alive with love and laughter. GOD fills the air. That cup of ours has now become like a rain barrel outside of the house and it is just constantly running over on the ground with each drop that overflows it touches someone or something else and sprouts new growth. IT is the seed of GOD's love. New friends and old friends.

D ask me today about how long before he goes to Heaven and if it will be soon. He asks me to go with him. We speak about him being met at the gates by Jesus, him Mom and Bo. How he will be eating manna with Paul and get to hear Job's story first hand. How he will walk and talk with Jesus and touch him and be held by him. We talk a long time about the scriptures of Heaven. We cry and hold each other. I tell him that only GOD knows when I go to Heaven just as it is HIS will for when D will go.

Late in the afternoon he asks to see his grandsons and his Dad. Then he ask me if Jill knows. When the boys get here we have one of the most touching loving and beautiful Hallmark moments you have ever seen.

Last night D and I had date night - D became very agitated around bedtime so I just crawled into in bed and as soon as I touched him a calm came over him and he drifted into a gentle sleep. We spent the night together as a husband and wife should, side by side spooning as we have for years. As I lay there holding him and praying through the night I thought of all the people I had held or been held by and like this and I prayed for them - this is the way D holds me, pray for husbands and wife's everywhere, this is the way father's and mother's hold each other - pray for parent's everywhere, this is the way I held Bo and Jill as small children - pray for children everywhere, this is the way you comfort someone sick, lost, confused, hurt or frightened - pray for them everyone -

This is the way Abba my Father holds me when I am sleeping at night, when I am scared, when I am all alone, when I just need to be held. He wraps HIS arms around me, cradles my head to HIS chest and holds me till peace gentle peace settles in my soul.

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