What do you do when you find out your grandfather is dying and you’re on the other side of the world?
Some suggestions:
Cry.
Scream.
Laugh because you don’t quite know how to express yourself.
Buy a lot of chocolate and eat all of it at once.
Pretend nothing exists except you and your tent.
Watch movies that don’t have any sad parts, and if they have sad parts skip them because life is made of sunshine and rainbows.
Paint a picture that expresses your angst.
Contemplate going home.
Recognize that you have tons of people supporting you no matter what you decide to do.
Acknowledge God is in control and there is no fear in going home and there is no fear in staying.
In February I found out that my grandfather was dying and I reacted according to all of those suggestions. I cried, I screamed into a pillow because you can’t scream when you’re living in as close a community as I was in. There was an extensive range of emotions that are hard to describe. In the end all I could do was listen to what the Lord had to say. I remember sitting in the last classroom of the school we lived at and lifting my hands in defeat. &Lord I don’t know what you want me to do with this.& I sat there for a while until the Lord told me to stand up and jump; absolutely nothing inside of me wanted to jump, so I didn’t. I sat there and asked God why the heck He wants me to jump when my grandpa is dying. He told me that there is no fear in going home and there is no fear in staying and that I am within His will because I do what He asks of me. Needless to say, after that explanation I stood up and jumped and was immediately doused with an unexplainable peace that filled my soul.
I know this blog is short but it was simply for a little update on something I’m walking through. I would love if all of you prayed for my grandpa that he would come to know the Lord as his personal Savior. I am a firm believer in a God who answers prayers and I believe when people stand together praying for the same thing walls fall and life begins anew.
