I am
reminded daily that being a caregiver is part of training for what He has for
me! We are put in these places of life to grow and move with Him by that I mean
RELATIONSHIP…..Relationship with HIM. So we have a choice we can fight and move
forward or resist what you’re really fighting for.
This
story is about a women that happened to be a client of mine and for only
meeting her twice it was as if we were friends long before. Battling breast cancer
throughout her life and to find out that this would be the last time as cancer
spread throughout her body and she now only had two months left to live. Of course just a few years ago her
husband died of pancreas cancer.
Seriously what more could happen to this woman? And in all of this she
continued to find joy in her life!
The
first time meeting her was when I drove her to the hospital over an hour away
and sat with her all day while her lungs were being drained of fluid. We would had these intense God
conversations on the way down to the hospital and back and all I could do is be
honest about who I was in Him. I
knew that the Lord wanted me to encourage and show His love. At one time she mentioned something
about a higher power but being confused as to where her heart stood. After the
first visit I just prayed for her.
Prayed that she would know Him before it was too late.
Last
month I received a call from work asking me if I could sit with her because she
could not be alone. My immediate thought was she’s dying….. I prayed and
prayed on the way to her house and asked God for encouraging words and that her
heart changed for HIM.
As
the front door opened slowly I noticed that this brave joyful woman no longer
looked the same on the outside, but on the inside her heart of gold was the
same and she still cracked jokes and continued to be joyful. There was so much peace in the room
when I walked in I knew something changed and I knew it was her heart.
Sitting
with her as she dozed In and out of sleep trying to catch her breath. She asked how I was doing. I asked the simple question back as I
already knew the answer.
“well
I’m doing good I’m dying and have two months to live.”
I
have never heard a response so calm and honest in my life.
As we
continued to talk, the question of death came up. I asked her if she was scared to die and she said the only
thing I’m scared of is transitioning into a hospice as she starts to cry! Then she asked me if I was scared of
dying. As I explain to her that I was
not scared of dying because I knew where I would be going. I explained to her that this could be a
sad time or it could be a celebration because she is going to be with our
Father and her husband. As her
face lights up when she agrees to where she is going to go when she dies.
As
she walked me to the door her last words were “by Michelle, I love you” my
first thought leaving the door was “God will that be my last time seeing
her?” but I knew that I would be seeing this woman in heaven again, but it
would be running and leaping in the vineyards of His. I got into my car that
day and thanked God for His words and peace! And I knew at that moment that God
brought me to Georgia for many reasons and one is this beautiful woman of God!
I’m
dedicating this painting to her!
Psalms
126
When
the Lord brought back the captives to Zion, we were like men who dreamed.
Our
mouths were filled with laughter, our tongues with songs of joy.
Then
it was said among the nations, “The Lord had done great things for them.”
The
Lord has done great things for us, and we are filled with joy.
Restore
our fortunes, O Lord, like streams in the Negev.
Those
who sow in tears will reap with songs of joy.
He
who goes out weeping, carrying seed to sow, will return with songs of joy, carrying
sheaves with him.
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