We don’t like what Teresa is going through, but it can always be worse.
I met a sweet little family from Missouri while sleeping in the waiting room at Siteman Cancer Institute the first time we were there in March. We shared with each other what was going on with our family members going through cancer.
Their father had worked up through two weeks prior to admitting himself to the hospital. Sadly, when he got bad, things went bad fast. The family had been there two nights, then the final moments began. During those last hours of his life, I asked the family if anyone had been into pray with them. No one had, so I was honored to pray with them and their father. I gave some of them a hug as I left so they could spend their final moments with their loved one.
Whether a death is expected or not, I’ve never seen a loss that was an easy one. I’m thankful my circle of life contains those who know how to love and forgive. I’m thankful this family believed in God, and they knew that someday they would see their father again by faith.
I had fallen asleep in the waiting room, and roused up when I heard some of them come in. Their father had passed, and naturally, there were tears. I told them I was so sorry. Some of them left to go home and I fell back to sleep. When I awoke the next morning, the family members I had hit it off with left me a thank you note, a promise to take me to Lambert’s Home of the Throwed Rolls if I came their direction. They also left me their partial box of chocolate mint Girl Scout cookies 🙂 !
They were definitely sad to see their father and grandfather go, but they knew he had God in his life, they knew where he was going, and they knew by faith they would see him again someday!
Yes, it can always be worse!