Those who know your name will trust in you, for you, LORD, have never forsaken those who seek you. (Psalms 9:10)
What a difference a couple months can make. On April 1st, I received a phone call I hoped would never come – that one of my parents was being rushed to the hospital. The next morning when I talked to my Dad at perhaps his lowest moment, I honestly didn’t know if it would be our last conversation. My mind started looking to record each word that was said - that I might be able to replay it for the rest of my life.
When I hung up the phone, a feeling of helplessness came upon me like never before. But thankfully, that feeling passed quickly as I knelt down before the Lord in prayer, and asked for his healing power to descend upon that hospital room in New Jersey. I prayed for another chance to see my Dad, for another chance to hug him hello, and for another chance to sing him Happy Birthday. It didn’t take long for the Lord to answer, as a few hours later I received the good news that my Dad was on the road to recovery. I knew that road was being paved by the Lord, and I lifted a thankful prayer to the heavens.
Four weeks ago I got another chance to see my Dad and hug him hello, this morning I got another chance to sing him Happy Birthday, and with each passing day I grow more in awe of the limitless love, mercy, and power of the one who knitted and formed him 77 years ago.