Some of
you are aware that we lost my brother and father just a month apart from each
other a few months back. Did I pray for my brother to live? Yes. Did he? No. I sadly
accept the fact that even though my brother should have taken better care of
himself, he didn’t. That was his free will, and his early death was in part a
result of that. Did I pray for my father not to suffer through his trial of
cancer? Yes. Did he suffer? Unfortunately, yes. My father did smoke for over 20
years, although not the last 30 of his life. He also worked in a profession
that exposed him to asbestos for 30 years. Once again, his free will and free
will in the world played a big factor.
So if I
prayed, and these factors didn’t change, why did I pray? These weren’t the only
factors. My prayers offered me and those around me peace, comfort, and strength
that can only come from a loving God…a God who says, I know what it is like to see
a loved one die, and He says My heart cries for yours.
My
prayers and the prayers of others also made a difference for my brother and my
dad. How comforting to know, that someone is remembering you before the God of
the universe. Likewise, the prayers from faithful friends have helped my family
through the toughest time we have ever had to face.
It has
not been an easy year, but I know without a doubt, that my mother, sister and I
have been blessed with a comfort that only comes from God. It still hurts,
there are still tears, but I KNOW that prayer changes things. I have felt it.
Most of all, I know that God will see us through and one day in heaven we will
see Cliff and Dad again.
Praise be to God, who has not rejected my prayer or
withheld his love from me! Psalm 66:20
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