The older I get, the more aware I am that there are so many
times in life that it just stinks to be an adult. Since the beginning of 2015, I have been
reminded of this. My parents had a
couple that were their best friends for as long as I can remember…their friends
went to our home church, they came to every birthday party, supported every
mission trip I went on both in finances & cards, letters, etc., called on a
regular basis “just to check up”.
In February, after she had recovered from a severe illness, he was diagnosed with stage IV cancer and not given a good prognosis. This is my father’s best friend. And since my mom died, they’ve been even closer. Since Dad can’t drive, he has picked him up for church & other meetings they go to together. The hard part of being an adult? When I explained for the 3rd time (traumatic brain injury) to my dad that the prognosis wasn’t good & my father looked at me with misty eyes and said “So you’re saying he’s dying? I’m losing my best friend?” And I replied “Unless God intervenes with supernatural healing, yes, he will die from this cancer”.
Earlier this week, after she had been in the hospital for a couple of weeks, she didn’t survive this past illness. So, tonight I will be going to my mom’s best friend’s visitation…and I will watch my dad try to console his best friend who has lost his wife and doesn’t seem to be winning his battle with cancer.
Sometimes, life just stinks. It just does. But, I can choose joy and I will choose joy. Though I will mourn with Terry, I will still choose joy. How? Because I know that Mary Ellen is worshiping at Jesus’ feet! And I know that my mom and her best friend have been reunited! And I know that one day, I’ll be with them too. I will choose joy because I can proclaim 1 Corinthians 15:55 “O death, where is your victory? O death, where is your sting?”! So grateful for the Father’s love and Jesus’ obedience on the cross!!
In February, after she had recovered from a severe illness, he was diagnosed with stage IV cancer and not given a good prognosis. This is my father’s best friend. And since my mom died, they’ve been even closer. Since Dad can’t drive, he has picked him up for church & other meetings they go to together. The hard part of being an adult? When I explained for the 3rd time (traumatic brain injury) to my dad that the prognosis wasn’t good & my father looked at me with misty eyes and said “So you’re saying he’s dying? I’m losing my best friend?” And I replied “Unless God intervenes with supernatural healing, yes, he will die from this cancer”.
Earlier this week, after she had been in the hospital for a couple of weeks, she didn’t survive this past illness. So, tonight I will be going to my mom’s best friend’s visitation…and I will watch my dad try to console his best friend who has lost his wife and doesn’t seem to be winning his battle with cancer.
Sometimes, life just stinks. It just does. But, I can choose joy and I will choose joy. Though I will mourn with Terry, I will still choose joy. How? Because I know that Mary Ellen is worshiping at Jesus’ feet! And I know that my mom and her best friend have been reunited! And I know that one day, I’ll be with them too. I will choose joy because I can proclaim 1 Corinthians 15:55 “O death, where is your victory? O death, where is your sting?”! So grateful for the Father’s love and Jesus’ obedience on the cross!!
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