2 weeks ago at this time I was with my Dad, Mom, and sisters at the hospital. Well, my Dad's body was there, but he was absent from the body and present with the Lord (2 Cor 5:8). My brother wasn't there, and I was really missing him....
I was at the grocery store a little earlier that night alone and my sister called me. She told me that Mom had just called her and that she and Dad were on their way to the hospital and Mom wanted us to come. My sister asked if she could pick me up and we would go together. I said yes and didn't ask many questions. She lives about 40 min from me so I proceeded to the checkout and headed back home, unloaded and put away groceries.
My mind was spinning (as it often does). I kept thinking- Dad has been in the hospital many times over the years and Mom has never asked us to come right away. Was she driving him or were they in an ambulance? What happened? Everything about this just felt different. I started reading God's word and came to this verse:
Psalm 63:6-8 (NLT) I lie awake thinking of you, meditating on you through the night.Because you are my helper, I sing for joy in the shadow of your wings. I cling to you;your strong right hand holds me securely.
I didn't feel anxious, but in my heart I was preparing for the "worst" and I was clinging to the Lord!
My sister picked me up. She updated me on the way there that Dad was being transported by ambulance and Mom was with him. I was so thankful my sister and I were together. We talked about although Dad had serious heart problems, past stokes, COPD, he had seemed to be doing so well lately. I remember sharing with her that I thought our family Christmas we had celebrated was one of the best ever...
We arrived at the ER. We approached the desk and my sister told them we were here to see our Dad who was brought by ambulance. Just as she finished saying that a man from pastoral care walked up and the woman at the desk told him who we were. He asked us to follow him. We both knew at that moment that Dad had passed away. We held hands and walked bravely behind him. Our Mom and other sister and brother-in-law were waiting for us and Mom told us "He's dead. He died." We all hugged close together and wept. Nothing could have truly prepared us for that moment.
http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=2+Corinthians+5&version=KJV
I was at the grocery store a little earlier that night alone and my sister called me. She told me that Mom had just called her and that she and Dad were on their way to the hospital and Mom wanted us to come. My sister asked if she could pick me up and we would go together. I said yes and didn't ask many questions. She lives about 40 min from me so I proceeded to the checkout and headed back home, unloaded and put away groceries.
My mind was spinning (as it often does). I kept thinking- Dad has been in the hospital many times over the years and Mom has never asked us to come right away. Was she driving him or were they in an ambulance? What happened? Everything about this just felt different. I started reading God's word and came to this verse:
Psalm 63:6-8 (NLT) I lie awake thinking of you, meditating on you through the night.Because you are my helper, I sing for joy in the shadow of your wings. I cling to you;your strong right hand holds me securely.
I didn't feel anxious, but in my heart I was preparing for the "worst" and I was clinging to the Lord!
My sister picked me up. She updated me on the way there that Dad was being transported by ambulance and Mom was with him. I was so thankful my sister and I were together. We talked about although Dad had serious heart problems, past stokes, COPD, he had seemed to be doing so well lately. I remember sharing with her that I thought our family Christmas we had celebrated was one of the best ever...
We arrived at the ER. We approached the desk and my sister told them we were here to see our Dad who was brought by ambulance. Just as she finished saying that a man from pastoral care walked up and the woman at the desk told him who we were. He asked us to follow him. We both knew at that moment that Dad had passed away. We held hands and walked bravely behind him. Our Mom and other sister and brother-in-law were waiting for us and Mom told us "He's dead. He died." We all hugged close together and wept. Nothing could have truly prepared us for that moment.
http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=2+Corinthians+5&version=KJV
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