Posted on October 23, 2014
Posted on October 23, 2014
If you’ve been keeping up on my 31 day writing challenge, you know I took a little detour last week when my dad unexpectedly went in for a quadruple bypass surgery. (You can read more about that here.) My writing has become more about that experience than anything else. I’m learning to find the Grace-full moments in the midst of family crisis and pain. Today, I experienced a wonderful, grace-filled moment with my dad.
My dad slept a little too much yesterday. Part of the challenge of being a caregiver is balancing enough rest with too much rest. He needs rest and activity in appropriate measures, and I think yesterday he had a little too much rest. Meaning: He woke up at 5:00 a.m. all done with sleep.
My dad said he was woken up by a song. “Jesus is a Friend of Mine.” It’s an old hymn, and it touched him deeply. I told him that the Holy Spirit put that ear worm in his mind and heart today to comfort him.
When I am weak he makes me strong.
Over and over throughout the day today, I heard him talk about that song, how meaningful it was, and how the Holy Spirit woke him up with it today.
I thought about that. What a precious gift. My dad, reeling from the biggest surgery he will ever experience in his lifetime, realizing how his life hung in the balance, was comforted by the words and melody of a song long since sung. He wept as he recounted the words over and over. I heard my mom sing it to him later in the afternoon. Such a precious moment.
I remembered in those precious moments today, that God is just so good. He comforted a man who lay awake in the wee hours of the morning, by putting a song in his heart to let him know that he was not forgotten.
I see you,
is what he said. I see your pain, your fear, your impatience, your loss. I am here. I am with you.
In these days that we have spent thanking God for every moment of every day, it’s sweet to see that God works in my dad’s heart in much the same way he works in mine. He puts a message in a song and works it in, muddling it’s truth with doubt and fear until we once again see that He is at work. He is here. He sees us.
I don’t know what you’re going through friend. But I want to encourage you to look for the simple little reminders that He sees you.
PS.. I cannot, for the life of me, find the words or music to this old hymn tonight. I think the song must be known by another name. If you happen to know it, or have a link to share, please post it in the comments. I’d love to share it with my dad.
This post is installment #23 of a 31 day writing challenge. You can read the rest of my posts here: