The Lord gives strength to his people; the Lord blesses his people with peace.
Fridays are usually pretty normal in my world. I have a ladies group in the morning, I eat lunch and then in the afternoon I make sure everything is ready for church on Sunday. I always enjoy Fridays, not because they are the end of my work week, but because I get to spend time with my ladies in group and because it’s always a challenge for me to make sure I am prepared for the weekend. I enjoy a good challenge. Well, this past Friday I got one, in such an amazingly different manner that I must share with you.
On Friday afternoon, a good friend was renewing her wedding vows, and I was standing up with her. It was going to be a special service, I love her family as my own, and it’s always a blessing to celebrate a marriage that survives the trials of life. We had new dresses; new shoes, new toes (pedicures) and we were going to get new hair, for her big day! So about 2:30, we headed over to a friend’s salon, for fun hairdos and some girl time before the ceremony. And we were having fun, for a bit, and then the day did a complete turnaround.
Melissa was getting her hair done by Phelicia and I was reading a magazine when the door opened and a man stumbled in. He wasn’t feeling well, he was having difficulty breathing and one of the ladies asked us to call 911. Someone made the phone call and I went to get a wet cloth for his head. As I bent over him, I started praying for him, I could see that he was in terrible distress.
He was struggling quite a bit in his chair, I thought he might actually fall out of it and hurt himself on the tile floor, so I asked him if he wanted to lie down. He agreed and I got him onto the floor and a pillow, but that position wasn’t comfortable for him either, he kept raising himself up, trying to breathe. He ended up sitting up, propped up by my body, as we waited for the paramedics to arrive.
I don’t know how long we sat there, it seemed an eternity, but I’m sure it was only a few minutes. I was trying to find out his name, but he couldn’t talk any longer, all we knew about him was that he was 57 years old and had been sick. I did the only thing I knew to do; I prayed and prayed and prayed. I couldn’t stop praying. I called upon Jesus to heal him, to help him breathe, to bring comfort and peace to his body. Phelicia knelt in front of him praying and Melissa called 911 back, pleading with them to please hurry, things were not going well with this man.
I would love to tell you that the man stopped struggling with his breathing, sat up and all was well. I would love to share a miracle of healing with you today. But that did not happen. As I sat holding him, his body shuddered and then was still. I couldn’t see his face, but I knew he was gone.
The paramedics arrived, they took him out of my arms and they tried to necessitate him. But he was gone.
We sat in stunned silence after they left, trying to figure out what had just happened. There had been no warning, one minute we were laughing and joking and the next, everything changed.
We pulled ourselves together, Phelicia finished our hair and back to the church we went, to a beautiful ceremony of love.
It’s odd … how God brought that man into our path. He had been trying to get to the hospital, pulled his truck into the plaza where we were and walked past two doors to come into the salon. I don’t think it was a coincidence we were there.
I don’t know anything about this man, but I know he died with the name of Jesus in his ears and love around him. I am praying we made a difference, in the end.
I have just one question for you, if today is your last day on earth, are you ready to meet God?
Father, thank you for allowing me the privilege to be a part of this man’s life; I pray that he died with your name on his lips. Father, I pray that I have the opportunity to be a witness to his family, that you bring them comfort and peace during this time of grief. Jesus, thank you for giving me the strength to do your will in this man’s life. There was nothing comfortable about what happened, yet your peace was so heavy during the time of crisis. Thank you for giving us the ability to bless this man in his time of need, to send him out of this world in such a loving peaceful manner, as wild as that seemed, in the midst of the craziness of the moment. And please help me to be open and available for whomever you bring into my path Lord.
I love you Jesus.
In your name I pray,
God’s Blessings upon You!
Sticks and Stones May Break My Bones
But Words Can Kill My Spirit.
The Lies That Get Stuck Inside.