Friday, August 19, 2011

"Behold, I am coming soon..."

I do not know why we fear death or regard dying as something terrible. Why do we do all we can to prolong this life.? I believe we have a built in love for family that makes us do all we can to remain close to them as long as possible. I believe this is a God-given attribute of being like God in that we love each other so very much., family and friends also.

I had the MRI this week and I used to think that was the worst possible thing to go thru. It is not bad at all. I use that time to pray and meditate. I was surprised when the nurse said it was over. I prayed for all my family starting with John, then each child, grandchild, and inlaws, and great grandchild. Then I begged God to give me more time to be with this much loved family. I also said that I knew the cancer is what it is and that I know God is in control of this and all aspects of my life. I said that I would abide with His will no matter what was to be. Then I felt very much at peace that there would be no worrying.

Jesus said in Revelations 22:12-13 "Behold I am coming soon...I am the Alphe and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End." later in verse 16 "the Bright Morning Star." Meditating on these verses, how can we lose!

1 comment:

  1. Barbara Johnson-ClarkAugust 19, 2011 at 11:03 PM

    Just reminding you once again how our family is praying for you daily. And we know countless other families are doing the same. Our prayer is exactly the same as yours-that you will be granted more time to spend with your family and to be our friend. For me you are my inspiration, my mentor, my guide to my Christian walk. You are such a great lady and such a dear friend; I have no problem with being as bold as I need to be in my pleas to God to extend your time with us here in our earthly home. And then, I know we will all see each other again in our heavenly home, so your last line rings so true...how can we lose?

    I loved your redhead story. We, too, have that same sort of lineage. My granddaddy was a tall, red haired Irish descendant. Out of 13 children born to him and my grandmother, only one was a redhead. That son bore two redheaded boys. And two other redheads cropped up in one of my aunt's children. But many of us got that redheaded tint in either auburn/brown hair or strawberry blond. Alan and I always wished we could have had a biological child, because with my underlying "redness" and his strawberry blond hair, we would have surely had a little redheaded Clark! How fun to think back on these things, and I find so many parallels in my family with the stories you tell.

    Hope to see you on Sunday sweet friend,
    Barbara

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