As you read this I want you to see all of the miracles that unfold. Watch how Gods hands are on everything that happened. Watch as he performs miracle after miracle in the life of a lost woman.
After 9 months of not speaking because of a family squabble my mother called me on Wednesday, January 17th, my mother (age 61) called me to invite me to her wedding. On Saturday, January 20th my mother married a wonderful man. At the wedding my sister and I noticed that my mother was holding her hand in a funny way and was not using it like normal. We both suspected that she may have had a mini stroke. We didn't want to ruin her wedding so we decided to watch her and talk to her about going to see her doctor.
On Saturday, January 25th I received a call from my cousin saying that my mother had been out to visit her Mother on Friday in New Orleans (which hasn't happened in a few years) and that my mother was dragging her leg and kept dropping things. She said that her mother, my mothers sister, thought that she may have had a mini stroke and that she needed to be brought to the hospital. I called my mother and told her that I was going to bring her to the ER to be checked out. My mother said that she had an appointment with her Dr on Tuesday and that she would wait. I told my mother that she needed to get ready and that I would be right over to pick her up. I called my sister and told her to meet me at my mothers house.
We arrived at the Hospital and several questions were asked and many test were ran. The results, a sizeable brain tumor and brain surgery would need to be done to remove it. We were all shocked. My sister ran out of the room and I was left to comfort my mother. They admitted my mother into the hospital right away and said that the surgery would be preformed on Monday. They said that the tumor had come from somewhere else and that pieces of it had gone to the brain and grew there.
We didn't know if my mother would make it out of the surgery. All of this weighed on my heart because my mother is not saved. I did the only thing that I knew to do. I called everyone that I knew and asked that she be put on their 24 hour prayer chain.
When my mother was brought in for more test I went to the chapel and broke down before the Lord and asked him to please allow me to witness to my mother and that she would come to Him. I was so afraid that my mother would die and not go to heaven. God sent me an overwhelming peace.
I spent the next 2 days at my mothers side praying and talking to her about prayer and the power of God reminding her of all the people that were praying for her. I prayed that God would open the door and give me the words to say that would bring her to Him. I never got that chance. As they brought my mother into surgery I prayed that my mother would make it through surgery so that I could lead her to the Lord.
My mother did come out of her surgery and was doing fine. The Dr said that he had removed all of it that he could but there was still small traces of the tumor left. While my mother was in CCU recovery me and my whole family (who are lost) went in to see my mother. At the end of our visit I asked the family if we could pray for Mom together. We all held hands and I led us in prayer. While I was praying and thanking God for the success of the surgery and for a speedy recovery I heard my family praising God and thanking him out loud. (This is the first time EVER that my family had prayed together) My mother, who was semi conscious and whom I had never heard pray was lifting up prayers for the family, that we would grow closer together. I had never before heard my mother pray.
I stayed the night in the CCU waiting room praying for my mother and her recovery. The test results had come in and we found out that the tumor was malignant and that she had brain cancer and that indeed the cancer had come from a dime size lesion on her lung which was lung cancer. My Mom would still need to have radiation and some Chemo but she would be able to go home on Friday, just 4 days after having brain surgery.
I know what you are wondering, No my Mom did not get saved after all of this, but tonight while I was talking to her I told her about the family praying for her in CCU. I told her how they were all praising God for what He had done. I told her of how she was praying with us. She said that she didn't remember any of it but do you know what she did tell me? She said that she knew that God had His had on everything because of the way that it happened. She said that she could look back and see how He guided everything that happened and that she knew that God had saved her life.
Yes, I know that she is not yet saved, but I know that God was in everything and that He is still in everything. I know that God is going to give me that chance to bring her to Him and that He will let me know when the time is right and the right words to say.
Even though bad things happen sometimes, it is through those bad times that God is at work. We need to keep our eyes open for what God is doing in the lives of His people and in the lives of others and wait upon God for the right time to witness to someone. Yes, I could have rushed in and witnessed to my mother but at the time she would not have noticed God at work. At that time she probably would not have accepted Him. My mother may not be saved but I know that God is on His way.
Praise be to God that He knows everything, sees everything and that He loves me enough to give me peace and patience and discernment.
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