I have had more mixed emotions in the past 5 days than I can ever remember having. In the midst of the wonderful excitement of my oldest daughter's graduation tragedy struck. We still had a perfect celebration and things went great with that and my next blog post will be about how to create the perfect celebration. I got a gutwrenching call from one of my friends about some police activity at a home that she wanted me to confirm who lived there. As I grabbed my stomach and heart from the floor, I jumped in the car to go to the house of my best friend. She was away on a vacation with her husband and her grown children were at home going to their jobs and going about life. LOTS of police cars, crime scene unit, and an ambulance pulled away as I drove up. I ran to the scene as I was dialing my friend praying all the way. No way all this activity could be good.
Fast forward, I sat on the curb praying all the while the investigators went about their work. My friend's son was rushed to the hospital with a gunshot wound. We all prayed that it was an accident. As of this moment it does not appear to be accidental but self inflicted. My mind wanders. HOW can a person decide this but live to tell about it? What is God doing here? My friends son said, "No, I'm done." God said, "No, you are not done." It is another modern day miracle I have witnessed. My cup runneth over with praise for the almighty God and that He is ON HIS THRONE. Wow, God, I can't wait to see what you are doing in this one. This is better than any movie a talented producer could dream up!
This young man will be hope for the hopeless, help for the helpless, dreams for the dreamless, faith for the faithless, he will be a witness of God's great love, the power of prayer, and the fact that our plan is not always God's plan and only God's plan is perfect. This young man is building my faith even though he doesn't even realize it. It is those who truly can say "I have been there." that can validate and help those who feel like life is not worth living. God has big plans for this young man. I am thrilled to have a front row seat to watch God's show. Praise HIM!
I had the honor of sitting with his sister at the hospital yesterday and she made some comments that won't ever leave me. She said in paraphrase, "I understand the power of prayer. Look at this burn on my finger I got last Monday. It is not any better than it was when I got it and look at my brother. All these people praying for him and he is making daily strides toward recovery that even baffle the doctors. I believe in the power of prayer. It works." Her faith is increasing. Maybe in ways it wouldn't have if not tested in this tragic way.
He must have felt alone that day. And yet, a Facebook site set up to keep folks informed has hundreds of likes already. A boy that is loved. People giving hugs and support to the family. A boy that is loved. God plucking him out of his own despair. A boy that is loved. Parents that rushed home and sit bedside 24/7 praying fervently. A boy that is loved. A sister who showed strength that surpassed understanding. A boy that is loved.
The boy said "I can't". God said "With me, you can". He saved the boys life last Wednesday. All glory to the one and only, all powerful, living God. Keep your eyes peeled. This boy is going to do great things in God's Kingdom.
Current Score- God:1
Boy-0
I like that score :)
grt
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